Lonesome...

3rd Blog post in 5 days...It's getting bad man.

Scared, alone...don't want to say either of the two out loud, don't want to say I'm depressed, but these are my thoughts, my words and I'm just painting out my thoughts.  

They say you get what you put in, Lord knows I'm putting in work in and there are people out there who I'm sure are not and are getting stuff out... So that phrase is pure B***S***!

    Maybe it's the substances that some people say are naughty that don't help and make the feelings I feel extreme... even worse when your someone like me... 

"In touch with my emotions, but not in control"

    "Chains concealed in our thoughts"

The phrase "but your so young" is one all too familiar... but I just want to be happy and should that be retained because your too young....

        "I'm holding on desperately...."

I want to go back to having faith in people... And eventually myself.

                   "I think love is beautiful too"

I used to be the positive guy, the extremely positive guy, "No Dream is too B.I.G." << words I would attach everywhere.... words I thought were stitched to my heart, feel like the stitching has peeled off.

       "No Longer superman"

Just thoughts man, these are just thoughts .... Penny for a thought, I guess I now have a couple...

      "and there goes you, selling me dreams.."

Penny for a thought.

Hardest thing to understand on life/career is that it isn't a sprint, its a marathon, but the question of will u finish the marathon lingers

Blues..

You come back from a magical weekend, a weekend of love, passion, friendship, no worries, naiveness, nature, magic to reality...the weekend being at the festival called Secret Garden Party, the reality being London, the reality being back home and getting a phone call from your agent saying you haven't got the part you auditioned for...when I mean reality I also mean routine, routine being rejection...

*Sigh*