meh
MY LIFE is a useless ball of fire, burning until there's nothing left. All the things of this life will soon fade into the atmosphere and still will I be here? Wondering where everything went? Well, will I? Will you? It's chaos, the way I do everything under so much pressure. 6 songs to learn, another 13 to be in gig, a book project in history, an essay in English, an essay in French, and 5 other assignments due next Thursday in French. How? How can I get all this done and still have time to burn? Time to sleep? How can I deal with this and how can you deal with me? My problems do not overcome yours and neither do they supress yours, they are just there, floating through the ground at a low speed. Useless as anything, my life. My life, my life, my life... Music carries me through.
Rock the music and burn.
Nik the Contemplative.
Rock the music and burn.
Nik the Contemplative.