It is not really the first time a teenager is saying that she feels lost, but I do feel lost. I’m slowly alienating my friends, I don’t understand why my mum is acting like a 11- year old and I’m initially becoming worse at what I do best. It is too much to take in and much less time. A few months back, when I did not yet created this blog, I used to write, with proper pen, and paper, whenever I felt like I needed to slow down or at least share with someone. Well, my friends are just too pretentious and way too jovial to actually understand my situations or my current crossroad, so I do what I always do, keep it to myself. That’s why I read so much and listen to music so much. It just keeps me occupied from otherwise going into a dark place. I fight with myself, for myself, and I don’t know if that is really wise. Maybe it isn’t after all, but as long as my blood is hot, I will not stop to surrender myself, from being a misfit.
Book lovers never go to bed alone.
This song is so relevant to my situations with my friends nowadays… This band, of course has many other wonderful and equally upbeat songs.
Just glancing outside my window, I heard the a sound which was so ethereal and calming that I almost seemed to forget my woes and and my pains. The soft sound of rain; not the usual ‘pitter-patter’ but, something of a sort which will calm your soul and breath a fresh air to you. I don’t know why it made such a difference to me because now as I’m recalling it it seems so trivial and a matter of everyday… Maybe music was in the air. More than love, more than words, more than emotions- it’s music that matters the most… or at least to me. It has always been as integral part of me and I do no think I will ever stop expressing my love for music and books. These are the creations, without which, it would have been very hard to live.
I am the master of my fate;
I am the captain of my soul.
-William Ernest Henley; Invictus