What do I want? Have you ever seen Almost Famous? You know that part at the end where they are all in the tour bus?
A song that brought their broken world back together. The power of a song. When they just forgot. And you could hear the worlds of Tiny Dancer echoing in unison.
You know that feeling that overcomes you when you see that scene? That things fall apart and they fall together. It stops you from fearing. It starts you dreaming. And it shows you...Music is everything. There's almost nothing like it. There isn't a word for that feeling. But me? I want that. I want that wordless feeling.
Sunday, March 6, 2011
Monday, February 28, 2011
Heavy.
My life is an open book of worn out pages. My corners are bent and torn. My edges are stained and soft. I leave things out in the rain. Sometimes by mind. But who that makes me is an innocent vulnerable soul. The kind that everyone wants in their life. My fragile heart lets itself bleed, lets other people in, and lets the pain take over.
I am a girl. A young one. My eyes are bright and they twinkle with trust. I always look for the best in every person I meet. Is this a mistake? I am sure. That's never stopped me.
I am not strong. This is I will admit. I am two people. Me and the person I strive to be with the strength I strive to have. All of this writing will be true 100% me. My alter ego goes by the name of Humble Whore. You can find her on www.HumbleWhorexo.weebly.com
I am a girl. A young one. My eyes are bright and they twinkle with trust. I always look for the best in every person I meet. Is this a mistake? I am sure. That's never stopped me.
I am not strong. This is I will admit. I am two people. Me and the person I strive to be with the strength I strive to have. All of this writing will be true 100% me. My alter ego goes by the name of Humble Whore. You can find her on www.HumbleWhorexo.weebly.com
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