I used to be a musician
I played symphonies and concertos
Etudes and ballets that throbbed at people's hearts
I played with wonderful beautiful souls
Souls you’d think were only in fairytales and poems
I used to be an entertainer
Camera on and the film endless
Laughs that would shake the ground
Tears that I could’ve sworn were joyfully golden
There were a few that I’d film with
God if they knew how much they’ve sculpted me
I used to be an inventor
Drew creations out of thin air
Brought from nothing, to paper, to life
The team that I was with were some of the smartest I’ve known
We were constantly dreaming of how to better our ropes
In the end we went our separate ways, yet I think about them daily
I used to be alive
A life that seemed full of ecstasy
Even if half my life was a lie
I used to laugh
Laugh until my body began to beg me to stop
But, I’d still laugh, cause such spirits couldn't be anchored
Even if we were sitting in a pit of hell
I used to cry
Cry from all the agony
Cry from the spinning dread
Unable to stabilise my ship and bring it bay
Yet I still felt like a person
I have so many multitudes to my character
And a drive that was unwavered to the likes of 4 demons
Yet, now I can’t do much
I can’t do anything at all
I can’t feel like a person
Even if that’s who I am at all
May 10
May 10, 2026 at 3:14 PM UTC
I used to be a musician
I played symphonies and concertos
Etudes and ballets that throbbed at people's hearts
I played with wonderful beautiful souls
Souls you’d think were only in fairytales and poems
I used to be an entertainer
Camera on and the film endless
Laughs that would shake the ground
Tears that I could’ve sworn were joyfully golden
There were a few that I’d film with
God if they knew how much they’ve sculpted me
I used to be an inventor
Drew creations out of thin air
Brought from nothing, to paper, to life
The team that I was with were some of the smartest I’ve known
We were constantly dreaming of how to better our ropes
In the end we went our separate ways, yet I think about them daily
I used to be alive
A life that seemed full of ecstasy
Even if half my life was a lie
I used to laugh
Laugh until my body began to beg me to stop
But, I’d still laugh, cause such spirits couldn't be anchored
Even if we were sitting in a pit of hell
I used to cry
Cry from all the agony
Cry from the spinning dread
Unable to stabilise my ship and bring it bay
Yet I still felt like a person
I have so many multitudes to my character
And a drive that was unwavered to the likes of 4 demons
Yet, now I can’t do much
I can’t do anything at all
I can’t feel like a person
Even if that’s who I am at all
