Music is my escape. An escape from a reality I dont want to belong too. It is a way for me of building up this wall that separates me from the real world. A world of people yelling and shouting. A world where fake people trick you to become your friend. A world where people claim they love you when they don't.
Music has its way of helping me deal with all of this. Music stops me from overthinking. Music helps me to extract myself out of reality. It helps me forget about it all.
Music is my friend.
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Midnight thoughts
PoetryThe title says it all. What anyone would think of, late at night, gathered in here. Because why not. (I promise you the chapters get better as you go, I'm continuously writing more and more chapters and I'll be more than glad to see if any of you ca...
