When the sun is shining and it feels like a good beach-y day, you run to the room to get your beach mat, sun block, best bikini and matching slippers. Then you decided to take your your new car for a ride, taking off the hard-top assuming no rain.So the radio is playing your favourite song and you sing along. Just as you reached the beach side a dark cloud and strong winds blow the sands into your face, tearing by the pain, raindrops start falling on your head. Now, you're in a cardigan, it's blistering cold, and your car wont start, the seats are getting wet and the radio is telling you about the horrid weather we will be facing. So you reach for the phone and there's no reception. Now you're sitting under a tree looking at the rain flood your car and the water drips off your face like 'rainex' cause of the sunscreen. Just looking at how a perfect day turns so horribly annoying and pissing off, the phone never has reception ; no sign of help. STORY OF MY LIFE?

Agoraphobia. Yes, maybe I'd admit I am a little. The people I knew and grew with have departed from this land we call home. It used to be my all time determination to go for an unknown land. But the paranoia sinks in, my family, friends, my dog and cat... but what makes this feeling push me with the wind so easily. I couldn't and still can't comprehend. I'm a woman's body I am drowning like a child unable to fight. Don't quite get that though. I feel a little retardation in my life and I just tend to watch people pass me by as I'm counting the seconds. I still have a time to spare, but how long will I be sparing of it, is the real question. I feel like I can give great advise to others but cant overcome my pessimistic yet over optimistic challenge with the realistic. Am I an opportunist? Well, I'm still to encounter and win that war.

Life, just one question..."WHY??"

Inspired

Woke up today with the urge of playing the piano and came across Demi Lovato-Skyscraper and just started playing it on the piano suddenly the 15 year old me kick in and I was reminded how much I love making music and writing lyrics and poetry, a part of me I left behind without realizing that music has saved me from myself as a kid through my teen years. Been feeling really stressed and lifeless lately, literally sitting home feeling sick on weekdays and the weekends. It's crazy how when my fingers touched the keys of the piano it was like a new odyssey had begun and .. ahh feeling great.