I Think I Grew A Grey Watching

Some People Fall In Love And Touch The Sky. Some People Fall In Love And Find Quicksand. I Hover Somewhere In Between, I Swear, I Can't Make Up My Mind.

I Think That There Is Something Beautiful About Mortality. It Makes Our Decisions Mean More.

I Think Freedom Of Speech Is Important, But Coupled With Responsibility.

The World's A Rollercoaster And I Am Not Strapped In. Maybe I Should Hold With Care, But My Hands Are Busy In The Air.

There Is No End In Creativity. Hence, To Strive Towards An End Result Is A Fool's Errand. Set Goals, Make Music And Paint Pictures, But Know That The Crux Of Your Happiness Balances Delicately On The Wings Of The Act Of Creativity Itself. Not At The Finish Line.