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i once wished i would become insane. the insane don’t know that they’re insane but the sane know very well that they’re not insane. i hated that. -tablo
Composed all night long today also.
After I had thought, “I’m making music,”
That there are people who wait for my music
is still unbelieveable.
The people who think of me as special.
The people who are thankful.
Truthfully, I am a completely ordinary person.
With countless ordinary strengths and ordinary weaknesses
An ordinary person.
An extremely ordinary person who does work that is not ordinary.
Once in a while, I get worried.
The expectations of the people who think of me as special,
the hopes and small fantasies about me…
Because, as a person that cannot fit with all this,
as an ordinary person that can’t become this person,
I might disappoint or hurt someone…
Because I might shatter the dreams of people who look at me and dream.
Because that would also hurt me a lot.
A thought I’m having alone. A thought I can hear with my mind’s ear.
But then, I,
I will never stop trying my best
If I make a mistake, I’ll fix it,
and if I receive applause, I will work harder and harder.
I’ll become a person worthy of receiving those claps.
Even if I fall someday, even if I get stepped on,
Even if the entire world tells me I won’t be able to stand back up,
I will stand up again and sing even louder.
For the people who wait for my music,
for the people who think of me as special.