July 2012
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I only feel inspired by sadness, despair and being...
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Went to bed with an infinite song in my head and couldn’t dream.
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Changes.
At the moment I am only playing the piano and can’t even touch a guitar, it feels strange and relieving at the same time. I already wrote around 20 songs, almost all of them are only frameworks and unfinished. But it feels strange: It seems like there is something hidden inside me waiting for the right moment to come out. Still waiting for it. I can wait, I guess.
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