bubbles

i feel like i'm in a bubble
and no one seems to care
such a long series of
months full of fog

decisions were made
reality lived with
and you let me
go. without word

as though i was
someone else
a whole other person
never cared for

my heart is heavy
once again stuck
with only choices
never a guide

you all seem to
move on quickly
all i ask is that
you push, inquire

make me speak

music, a conversation i had

this is my part of a conversation i had where i tried to
talk about music...

"when it comes to music we could have long conversation about why things are good.
but when it comes down to it. the stuff i really like is only because i feel its emotionally sincere. there's something about it that hits me

and technically i am in love with tracks that combine digital beats with real instruments like piano. (though it may be an electronic piano)
its the kind of music i wish i could make myself

aww but wait!
i understand the sadness, but it makes me happy in its sadness. its the ability to understand how sadness is good and a part of things. its sadness without the weight

well without owning the weight

if i cry its because i understand that person or it takes me to an understanding of where that inspration must have come from"