A cyclone of emotions, colors and partial thoughts

Moving forward in one thing

I fall flat on my ass in another

Last night underneath that sky

the cold air went straight to my lungs

and I felt alive

for once the coffee was too strong

by the time she finished her show

the lower half of my legs were numb

sitting in the backseat of the car

my song came on 

and this unoriginal claimed it as her's

NOOOOOO

I was about ready to put up and fight

when it comes to music I'm about as possesive

as I am about boys and style

"Style is innate NOT bought"

I remember being in 8th grade

 and this boy said to me,

" you just like it because no one else does and you have to be different."

I guess that's true

original to a fault

slightly narcassistic

I feel bad for those around me

they come into my reign of fire

and it's scary

like a robot bitch I'm ready to attack

writing this I think," Man I'm eccentric."

How sad is that?

the medication has worn off folks

I should stop......but I think I'm gonna go color the sky