A life for a lonely loiterer's lyrics to live.

     I've been writing music and lyrics since I was in grade school. For the most part, I've never had a chance to expose any of them. Finding band-mates is hard. 
     I grew tired of watching notebooks fill up with ink that didn't mean anything, I still am tired of it, but I can't stop. It's a part of me.
     I don't have many friends, and the ones I do have aren't musically talented or interested enough to be a tool for my expressive venting.
     I'm twenty years old and I have a baby, I don't have time to try in vain to find fickle people to whack strings with me anymore. I was already losing the motivation for it in high school.
     Still, the fire burns. It can't be snuffed. I hope that somehow by putting these orphaned words in a place where people can see them, my mind might stop screaming while I'm trying to fall asleep.
     Read them or don't read them, I don't really care. The main purpose of this is to give old lyrics and ideas I've had a new purpose, I can't just watch them rot anymore, I don't have the heart for it.
     Having said that, if there's anyone living in Edmonton with an extremely flexible schedule and a penchant for rage-induced raving that some people call music, I'm always available to hang out.

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