2012
Music is my drug, my life and my place to hide.
Life is a strange mystery, always doing the opposite of what you want it to.
At least to me.
And that's where music comes in.
For me, music is my only way to really express myself and my feelings.
It doesn't matter if it's happiness, sadness, love or hate - music is always my way of letting things out.
Too often people close themselves up, building a wall around them, and all of a sudden their bubble of feelings inside just blows up.
So many times I've been pulled in the dirt.
But music is my way of climbing up with my head up high.
I'll never let someone stand on me again.
Usually it's in my hard times I feel I have to write and sing about to avoid putting it in that little bubble in my heart.
I don't want to explode.
Not again.
At least to me.
And that's where music comes in.
For me, music is my only way to really express myself and my feelings.
It doesn't matter if it's happiness, sadness, love or hate - music is always my way of letting things out.
Too often people close themselves up, building a wall around them, and all of a sudden their bubble of feelings inside just blows up.
So many times I've been pulled in the dirt.
But music is my way of climbing up with my head up high.
I'll never let someone stand on me again.
Usually it's in my hard times I feel I have to write and sing about to avoid putting it in that little bubble in my heart.
I don't want to explode.
Not again.
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Postat av: elin
sv: ja det va väldigt mysigt :)
hur är det då?
