These feelings are very personal, and I'm leaving myself pretty naked; but you don't create art and then just put it away in a cupboard or file to never been seen. Art is meant for sharing. If you have a song in your heart, you're suppost to sing it. I don't have anyone to sing to.. to cry to, so this is my only form of release; and I do feel much better for it. I enjoy running around naked, leaving myself open for the world to judge me however it wishes. It makes me feel alive.. like a relaxing day of driving, weaving in and out of traffic, stepping on the peddle, hair down, currents of wind pushing through it, feeling so free. On those days, I hate having to put up my hair just to go into work; but that's what we must do in life, put up a front in order to survive the bullet.

My inspiration, my muse. I love you.
I still think about you day after day
and all I can really do to stay sane
is smile my way through the pain.