Decrepit

I'm growing tired of working a day job - doing something I don't enjoy doing. Being a house painter does not require a sense of artistry; artistic skill displays the ability to break the rules and bend them into a different shape, not to follow them uniformly. This job has worn me down and it will continue to wear me down until there is nothing left but a tool for making someone else's dreams come true; by then, it will be too late for me.

This is a song that I've been working on for the past 4 years - I began this song not long after I first picked up a guitar and have watched it evolve tremendously over the years. I don't often display my vocal work, but I feel compelled to share what I have after such a long time in the workshop. I may begin to perform and record some of my other work but I'm currently lacking some of the equipment needed to do so.

I feel like singing is such an intimate expression of one's self when combined with the same individuals own writing, which is the reason I am reluctant to share what I have with the general public, friends and acquaintances. I am not typically one to share my deep thoughts or express my emotion in any immediate way; expressing myself to those that I don't already have an intimate relationship with makes me feel somewhat vulnerable, although recent criticism has urged me to share more of what I have created.