Week 5/52.
Hm, I need to take this project more seriously.
But then again I've had a pretty rough week. I'm starting to have doubts about certain people and my relationships with them. When things that I thought were real turn out not to be...that's when I start worrying. But I suppose it'll be okay.
I'm starting to write songs.
So happy that I brought my guitar back to campus.
Dreams like feathers it's so hard to catch them, they just float away into the sky
I thought you were here with me to chase them, you just melted away into the light
The realities I tried to hold onto, they escape from my hands like the rain and the sand
It's getting harder to believe I'm still feeling fine, but for what it's worth maybe I'll muster up a smile