Saturday, March 29, 2008
Untitled.
Why? Why does it always seems so hard to get my thoughts straight? I feel like music is my passion, but I won't let it consume me. Should it? It feels as if I am staring at a blank wall with the surface so plain that is shadows over this barren desert of my soul with no hope of looking elsewhere. Why do I even feel that I should write my thoughts on paper? Do I have to? I am not required. It seems that through writing I will be able to make sense of that blank wall. Is that how I am supposed to feel? I want to write music and lyrics. But is it more of a want than a need? Where is motivation? Creativity? I think of all the events and people in the world wanting to write about it, but I feel like I lack a quality that I am unaware of. Why? How do I find my own voice? My own story? Maybe it is through writing thoughts and composing music in order to find what I am looking for. Whatever that may be.
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