Saturday, 27 July 2013

I Can't Come Down, Let It Fall, Let It Flow

     Flow (flv. flowed, flow·ing, flows: To move or run smoothly with unbroken continuity, as in the manner characteristic of a fluid.
     Fall (fôl) v. fell (fl), fall·en (fôln), fall·ing, falls: To drop or come down freely under the influence of gravity.

     We're always reforming. Nothing stays the same. And then you can't go back. It's all wrong, but right and different in a strange way. You are very sure you're fine. ''Has the world changed or have I changed?''. No one believes you. But do you even believe yorself? It's your last chance to do so.

   

Friday, 26 July 2013

You Can Do No Wrong In My Eyes

     Strange news from another star in Whi.Co. I'm leaving on Monday. I haven't packed anything. However, everytime I'm going on a trip, I leave the packing part for the last two days of my city life. And even if there are blue skies in my city, I like escaping from the mundane.
     I once had this friend who told everyone what to do. I mean she behaved like she was everyone's private councellor. And off course, she made many people angry - not me. In the end, she didn't know anything about her. She got no plan and no way of sayin goodbye. The problem is that many people are close-minded. And now that everyone's out of town, we can't communicate properly.
     Some might say that we need to calm down. Maybe we got nothing more to do. And there's no rain to make a night's walk better.

Tuesday, 16 July 2013

The More You Try To Erase Me, The More That I Appear

     In a few days, I'm going on a trip. I'm going to visit the sea. In the sea, I can always feel calm. When I'm under the surface I feel like I'm dreaming. However, July has been a strange and hollow month so far. We get nothing done and everyone seems tired and sleepy.
     I'm glad that I will go and leave my town and its people for a week or two. Now, I wake up every day at nine and I try to read a book or listen to some music. The best part of my days is the two or three hours that I use only for lying in my bed while reading and listening to 'Hail To The Thief' and 'The Queen Is Dead'.
     The thing I can't stand is that people can choose their friends and lovers, but still we choose the ones we think we deserve and not the ones we really deserve. And we end up having low self-esteem.
     It's all boiling over. Your little voice.

Wednesday, 10 July 2013

Send Some Flowers To The Hospital

     I've been busy lately. Basically, I got nothing to do to get me excited. I want to write a novel. This would do just fine. Something long and dark. I have created the characters and I have the beggining of the story. The thing is that I don't know how it's going to end. However, I'll probably start writing it next week. I have some songs that match perfectly with my story ideas. So, who knows? It might end up in a story with music.
     Steadilly, I begin to enjoy my summer days even less. Some things will never wash away.




If you take me then you get relief.

Thursday, 4 July 2013

Life Is Very Long, When You're Lonely

     I'm in a play. That's what is going on the last few days. I'm playing a character who's in love. And he gets the one he wants (like I said, it's a play). It's good, because I can sing and act. There is a problem with the dancing part, but who really cares?
     I have filled my script with lyrics. Every line has its lyric equivalent. Basically, I prefer my own lyric version, but the others enjoy only the phoney original. Still, it's a very great way to express myself and at last I don't stay at home every day.
    Well I wonder...

Tuesday, 2 July 2013

They All Drive Killer Cars

     You go to a show, you hope she goes. Last night, I went to a show. Everybody was there. Off course, nobody cared for nothing.
     I saw a dream today. I don't remember what happened, but the last year I can't sleep or I fall asleep really late. So, when you see a dream or two, you get excited only in the thought of the relaxation and calmness they offer.
     I can't dance.