I've cried a thousand times, 
Whispered pain among angst and lines
But now I'm free allowed for once, to show 
The truth within, My inner being. 

I'm not good with words, but I have ideas and I try to rectify those into reality. I don't claim to know anything nor do I see this as something I'm good at. But the thoughts hurt, they tumble in my mind over and over and I'm scared of the consequence of keeping inside all parts of me. The funny, the dumb, the tired, the numb, the scary, the bad, the crazy and downright sad. 

I need to know I can achieve something for once in my life...

:D 
I wanna love somebody like you                                           But for the Grace of God
Stupid boy                                                                             Are you gonna kiss me
Never wanted nothing more                                                  You look good in my shirt
 
Music is my life, I listen to it, I feel it. It's given me strength in a place where I thought none existed.