Day-to-day Things, The Mundane, Are What Keeps

I'd Tried Enough To Know That Anything Long Term Wasn't Going To Work.

When You Drop A Glass Or A Plate To The Ground, It Makes A Crashing Sound. When A Window Shatters, A Table Breaks, Or A Picture Fall Of The Wall, It Makes Noise. But As For Your Heart, When That Breaks, It's Completely Silent... And You Almost Wish There Was A Noise To Distract You From The Pain.

It's Not The Job Of This Town To Make Me Feel Happy. It's Not This Town´s Fault That I Don't Feel I Fit In. It Doesn't Matter Where You Are In The World, Because It's About Where You Are In Your Head. It's About The Other World I Inhabit. The World Of Dreams, Hope, Imagination, And Memories. I'm Happy Up Here, And Because Of That I'm Happy Up There Too

Journalism Classes Teach Us That One Must Extract Oneself From The Story In Order To Report Without Bias, But Often We Need To Be In The Story In Order To Understand, To Connect, To Help The Audience Identify Or Else It Has No Heart; It Could Be A Robot Telling The Story, For All Anyone Cares.

Aim For What U Want And The Year Will All Make A Sense.