This semester has been a roller coaster. Here I am right back at sad. I am tired of story, of my story in particular. Sometimes I just wish a question could be a question and not some deep reflection of my past wounds. Sometimes I wish I could just be sad without it being about my fucked up family. Sometimes I wish I could make a decision without considering what patterns I am falling into.
As I feel things falling to pieces, this has been my theme song:
Jericho
Tara McLean, Passenger
March around
Jericho loved the music and fell
into your arms breathless
Heard a sound
Shut my eyes so tight
From the whisper of a storm coming
Oh, funny how
I spent this time waiting around
It's a lie
Everything you felt until now
Saw her dancing
The floor gave way
Opened its mouth
To say her name
Saw her falling
Cast away, cast away
She learned to fly one day
Oh, funny how
I spent this time on the ground
It's a lie
Everything you felt until now
Same place I've always been
I'm just lost on these roads again
Just as i got near the end
I keep falling in the holes you left in me
Oh, funny how
I spent this time lashing out
It's a lie
Everything you felt until now
