Thoughts: Racing at speed of light
Mood:
with a little
thrown in.
Music: Indifference by Pearl Jam
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The more I sit and listen to this song, I realise I wasn't meant for this life. My world revolves around my senses and emotions, I have the most vivid imagination, I feel, I care, I cry but it all means nothing in a world of uniformity and oppression. I need to escape this path on which I tread, I need to be me again, be free, I need to indulge in the world around me, I need to not be needy. I listen to this song with the window open, a cool breeze blowing across naked skin, and I realise I have lost sight of who I am. I remember that person that I used to be, when I would sit at an open window, high above the world, unafraid. I would sit and I would listen, to the sound of the trees, the birds, music, laughter. I would sit and write, hours of endless poetry, inspired by the music blaring from my speakers. I don't do that anymore, I don't have time.....the world has taken me and turned me into another clone, forced me away from the things I love in order to survive...I need to escape, I need to return to me. I need to write.
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Sin xx
Mood:
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Music: Indifference by Pearl Jam
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The more I sit and listen to this song, I realise I wasn't meant for this life. My world revolves around my senses and emotions, I have the most vivid imagination, I feel, I care, I cry but it all means nothing in a world of uniformity and oppression. I need to escape this path on which I tread, I need to be me again, be free, I need to indulge in the world around me, I need to not be needy. I listen to this song with the window open, a cool breeze blowing across naked skin, and I realise I have lost sight of who I am. I remember that person that I used to be, when I would sit at an open window, high above the world, unafraid. I would sit and I would listen, to the sound of the trees, the birds, music, laughter. I would sit and write, hours of endless poetry, inspired by the music blaring from my speakers. I don't do that anymore, I don't have time.....the world has taken me and turned me into another clone, forced me away from the things I love in order to survive...I need to escape, I need to return to me. I need to write.
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Sin xx
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phoenixfox38523:
Thanks so much for the comments, it's really appreciated
I did join the group a few days ago actually, but didn't notice the tread about me till just now!!! I'm feeling quite happy now
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whaa:
Hello, lovely. Is your semester over yet?