Once again I'm here, back to where everything begin. Not knowing where to go. A single tarot today pointed out the always has been quetion for me, what do I really want?
More and more I doubt the path I've taken now as a musician. More and more I doubt I mysle f as person. What's missing from the puzzle？ Really I cant thing of reason to wake up every morning except from surviving. And what is survive?
Walking on a path I thought I loved the most and slowly losing passion is like drinking poison and yet kept drinking. Drifting futher and further from the proper way, I am now wondering in the woods, crying for help. Yet no one heard me, no one. For I mutter to no one my voice, shout to no one my sorrow. I share my terror with the shadow of night, with the shivering breeze that blew me to sleep every morning.
Knowning what should be done and not willing to do seemed illogical to the world. I find it quite logical for it is what is happenning to me. Entangled, bounded and tied to a unforgiving cycle haunting me as I wake and sleep, and no shoulder to cry to.
What is going on? Don't I know it's 23 now? I do. But what should I do? Cry? Mourn? Compromise? Who can tell me?
Anyone? Talk to me?
What is the world going on?
I'm Lost
