I have friends that convince me to do bad things like skip school. I hope this doesn’t catch up to me later on. Oh by the way the friends are Jordan Russo, and Nick Cunningham.
A limit on my words,
A number on my thoughts,
A chain around my tongue,
A finish line to cross,
A means to an end,
Just finishing to send,
Then I will never-
| — | -George James |
I can’t wait untill I leave and start out fresh on my own. No regrets, no worries, just new beginnings.
Blurbs
About me:
Music to me is an unforgetable journey through pathways to infinite possabilities. Never looking back, music will always alter my mood, my thoughts, my feelings, and my worries. Music drives me to places that I never would have dreamed of reaching. Melodies and notes climb there way into my soul, and filter out any complication that lies within me. I can be completely distracted and tranced by any structure, or form of music. Music is my getaway from the world, the worries, the boundless emotions that devour me, that tear my heart apart. I will never hate music. I will never interrogate, or question music in any type of way. Music is my first love and it always will be, no matter how old I get, or how fucked up I may be at the time. Music can’t judge me or tell me how to do things. Music can only inspire me to control my emotions, and reconstruct them into a divine hymn, or piece. I can only hope for less complications in my life. If my problems overtake me then melodies will awake me, and show my inner potential that not in the least is used at any point in my life.

