I am just a name, a number in the files, another hopeless dreamer, a ****** guitarist, a time waster, procrastinator, another beating heart, a music lover, punk rocker, another corrupted by rock. I am just another face fighting through the crowd, a confused teen, a homebound fighter, another gear in a broken clock. I am a lover and a hater. Who am I? Who am I to judge? Who am I to say what's right and what's wrong? Who am I to love? Who am I to hate? Who am I to live without actually living? Who am I to define what's music and what's not?
Who am I to believe, who I am is truly who I am?
I am not just a name or a number in that box of files.
I am me and you are you...
I am a music ****** so I finish with...
"Death inspires me, like a dog inspires a rabbit" ~ Tyler Joseph |-/