Dealing with things when music helps take away the pain.. in truth I think tried everything, but how can we know unless we go to the reaches unknown.
When you feel you can’t speak to friends of the past because they think your someone else.. some pictures we all keep in our heads that outline.. each of us.. who is this person we might fully recognize – when we struggle to see ourselves through the streams and skylines we travelled.
Until we admit we travelled blind.. thinking out loud, I see myself and yet I see that same person they fear in everyone everywhere. So I still try reaching out.. swimming into the music.
Who are we even anymore .. if we are not someone growing and learning in our hearts
Cant help thinking life would be simpler if i was someone else.. an easier person to connect with.. someone not so confused ..