I'm Walking Away...
Today I woke up with the mood of doing absolutely nothing, today it's my friend's birthday and I have no idea of what to do about it. Yesterday it was supposed to be a nice day, it was supposed to be a family day. It was supposed to be a bunch of things that weren't.
I have three days listening to Phill collins and Edie Brickell, singing "againt all odds" and "what I am" i found myself in to a unknown atmosphere. Maybe the music it's just filling all those empty spaces that I'm autocreating to myself.
I wish I could just walk away and be something finally I'm proud of, something that could erase all those thoughts about everyone and that could suddenly put up a smile in to my face.
Sometimes I think this space, this piece of earth it's just not for me, maybe I'm trying too hard to belong in a place I actually don't. There's no such thing as "Freedom of the spirit", theres's just methods of feeling free and trying to "oublier quelques choses".
Maybe I'm believing in some real precious and almost imposible dream, maybe I'm lying awake and seeing things I shouldn't. Maybe, maybe my life it's full of "maybes to be". Maybe I should just walk away so I won't go insane. Shouldn't I?