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alright, god dammit....
May. 11th, 2005 09:57 pmI have had enough.
I have had enough of my own cowardice. I am sick to death of living by other people's rules. I am tired of giving a shit about what other people think.
I am a dancer. I move to music, whether you can hear it or not. I am a singer. I sing when I want to, where I want to. I sing for the same reason that other people breathe. What the fuck am I doing, worrying whether or not anyone hears me? What do I care if they're too afraid to sing for themselves?
When have I ever cared for the status-fucking-quo????
I am better than all this. I deserve all the marrow I can suck out of this existance, and all the joy, pain, laughter, tears, love, lust and passion I can get. Why am I sitting here on the sidelines, waiting for life to happen to me?
It's mine, god dammit. And not a person out there can live it for me, or give it the shape I want. I am standing on the brink, at the jumping off place.
Just watch me fly.
I have had enough of my own cowardice. I am sick to death of living by other people's rules. I am tired of giving a shit about what other people think.
I am a dancer. I move to music, whether you can hear it or not. I am a singer. I sing when I want to, where I want to. I sing for the same reason that other people breathe. What the fuck am I doing, worrying whether or not anyone hears me? What do I care if they're too afraid to sing for themselves?
When have I ever cared for the status-fucking-quo????
I am better than all this. I deserve all the marrow I can suck out of this existance, and all the joy, pain, laughter, tears, love, lust and passion I can get. Why am I sitting here on the sidelines, waiting for life to happen to me?
It's mine, god dammit. And not a person out there can live it for me, or give it the shape I want. I am standing on the brink, at the jumping off place.
Just watch me fly.
