Odd Mood.
"Feeling like I'm going to burst from the words inside,
want to write and draw and act.
I want the weeks to pass to let me be me,
without the regulations of work and exams and organisation.
Organic freedom of natural being,
being me.
Sand and sun and sea,
whistling and flowing over scraps of art of being me.
The clicking of a memory captured inside the little box,
translated to 1s and 0s and thats just me."
Funny what comes out when you just type.
want to write and draw and act.
I want the weeks to pass to let me be me,
without the regulations of work and exams and organisation.
Organic freedom of natural being,
being me.
Sand and sun and sea,
whistling and flowing over scraps of art of being me.
The clicking of a memory captured inside the little box,
translated to 1s and 0s and thats just me."
Funny what comes out when you just type.