My Mind Is Full. Full Of Clustered Thoughts, Scattered Memories, Endless Ideas And Painful Secrets. I Escape To This World, Away From Reality, But Close To My Heart And Mind. A World Where There Is No Need For What Is Hidden, But What Is Only Lost. What Is Lost Within My Mind Is The Sincerity, Serenity And Simplicity Of Life. Scattered In My Memories, Trapped In Pure Serendipity. The Divinity Of Nostalgia, Are But Mere Whispers In This World.
I Am Lost But Will Never Be Found. Trapped By The Siren's Song.
"I know a girl who cries when she practices violin because each note sounds so pure it just cuts into her, and then the melody comes pouring out her eyes. Now, to me, everything else just sounds like a lie."