Album: Espers II
I've always had this image of the person I want to be: unbound long hair, long cotton skirt, dancing with bare feet under a sunny blue sky with the breeze in a green meadow, laughing. I'll be a bard or an artist or both; but I'll definitely be happy.
(Tacky? Unimaginative? I know.)
I think the person inside of me can be all that, sometimes is like that; only the person on the outside doesn't - can't - allow that.
Sometimes, I despair: I really don't know what to do with myself.
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