My weekends have always been quiet
Ever since I was young girl
Left in solitude inside a big empty room
With only a few options
I could sit here and let the silence drive me wild
Or I could fill the space with all the things that are being screamed at me right now
So I chose music
Movement
Paper and ink
Still and moving life images
I chose anything that would help me fade from my own self
While getting all that much closer to me
So much creation
No sense of direction
No completed projects
No coherent thoughts
No mind maps
No compass
No clue of what I’m doing
And I long for you now that I’ve known love
Though that love was never mine to feel
I waited so long for you
Just to find out you were the wrong piece
And now I’m back in this big empty space
Waiting
Creating
Screaming
Crying
Losing my fucking mind
All because of you
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