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I tried my hardest to make things relate. I am not done but can you see the relativity? It's about a quote "Everything you do is the result of what you are" And I am relating it to music. Could you figure that if you read it
Have you ever tried looking at a water fall with out sound? "Everything you do is the result of what you are." Or just sat in the warm spring weather with the wind beating against your skin looking at all of the colors and trees dancing with synchronized rhythm? Or have ever looked at a waterfall and seen that it falls on the beat? Music to me is not just about the sound. Its about the feel,the sights,the wave,the pattern. There is no barrier or escape. The beat of your heart, the brush of the wind, The feel of a bass. You know I love to think of my life as notes, the high the low the in the middle and with the all come together its a up and down symphony. Then at the end of the day I will sing, sing. You see I have always been different but aren't we all? I would be crying in my room by my self asking "God whats wrong with me?" I just want to be like them." "Let me appear to be strong and handle all of this." "Why god oh why would you put this on my plate?" Sitting with a belt wrapped in my hand. " I am so tired because no matter what I do I am misunderstood and treated unfair. "I have been going through this for Eleven years god" Eleven years of holding in my fear and my pain." " I feel like the only way that I can make it stop is if I do it my self because I feel alone" "No I am Alone"
Have you ever tried looking at a water fall with out sound? "Everything you do is the result of what you are." Or just sat in the warm spring weather with the wind beating against your skin looking at all of the colors and trees dancing with synchronized rhythm? Or have ever looked at a waterfall and seen that it falls on the beat? Music to me is not just about the sound. Its about the feel,the sights,the wave,the pattern. There is no barrier or escape. The beat of your heart, the brush of the wind, The feel of a bass. You know I love to think of my life as notes, the high the low the in the middle and with the all come together its a up and down symphony. Then at the end of the day I will sing, sing. You see I have always been different but aren't we all? I would be crying in my room by my self asking "God whats wrong with me?" I just want to be like them." "Let me appear to be strong and handle all of this." "Why god oh why would you put this on my plate?" Sitting with a belt wrapped in my hand. " I am so tired because no matter what I do I am misunderstood and treated unfair. "I have been going through this for Eleven years god" Eleven years of holding in my fear and my pain." " I feel like the only way that I can make it stop is if I do it my self because I feel alone" "No I am Alone"