I am what I am
Patheticism is a state of mind. I am not in it. I am who I am and if you dont like it go stuff it. I never want to see you. Emo is a stage, or so I hope. The day is sunny, and everythings fine. 12 more days and Ill be in heaven for a few hours. I cant wait. The rush will be back, even if its not me on that stage. I will be watching ones who are, and maybe they will see something in me. Something special, something 'shiny' (Dan...). Maybe all my dreams will come true that day. That day will be my escape. Inside his voice, inside his guitar, in the beat of the drum and the steadiness of the bass, everything is right. If only for a minute. I love the feel of the mic in my hand. Jazz shows on my feet, the sound they make as they gently cross the floor. I havent heard that sound in so long. I need it. Drug. Addiction. Piece of mind. State of happiness. The flick of my hair as I piroette across the varnished floor. The wind. The breath. The sanity that is isane. I will be back there. Watch out world

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