Some might say I'm too passionate and that I only speak the language of poetry. There is a spirit animal who appears to me and the primordial instincts it values turns on inside ofΒ Β me. They ask me why I close my eyes when the music begins to play but they don't understand how I completely dive myself into the music. I fall in love with the simplicity life has to offer and with the complexities I can't explain. Am I a victim ? because I want more than the normal or am I the one who is still waiting for those animalistic passions to pierce through to my soul. - C.Ek