Sometimes

Thank Heavens. Thank Heavens Music Stays the Same.
When I Want to hear a song, it plays. And it's the song I want to hear. It's always there, always the same.
Music never tells me "Oh, I don't want to play a song right now."
It never says "Why would I play a song for you?"
It never says "No, I'll go play a song for someone else instead"
It never says "I don't care about you, why would I play a song for someone that means nothing to me?"
It never says "I don't like you anymore, screw you, I'm gone."
It never says "You're not worth playing a song for"


I just press play and it goes.
Always the same.

Sorry, I'm probably saying something so obvious. But.. How much I love music. I can't fully express it. It's something a little bit bright when the world seems dark. And... Maybe not everything changes.

And maybe change.. is a choice. Sometimes I think we just look at change like it's this inevitable thing that will always happen. And yes, it will always happen, but don't forget that we have to choose something.

Life is full of choices, everyday you make thousands of them. Some are big, some are small. But all of them affect your life in a small or big way, and every one changes something.

"It is not our abilities that make us who we truly are. It is our choices." You could be capable of being the most wonderful person in the entire world, but you can always choose not to. You could be capable of causing torment, misery, and sadness in someone. But you don't have to, you choose to. Everything you do, you chose to do.

And I don't think everything changes. The power of light to always overcome darkness doesn't change. You shine a light, the darkness goes away. Every time.

I'm sorry, I'm probably just stating the obvious. That's probably all I'm ever doing. Sometimes I"m not quite sure why I write. Is it for someone to read, or just for me? Either way, do I do anything that even matters?

Sometimes I feel pretty worthless.

I miss you. You know.

I always miss you.

But you don't miss me.

Because i'm nothing to miss.

Nothing to miss.

Sometimes.. I feel overwhelmed

Sometimes I think I make the right choice, and nothing good ever comes out of it.

Sometimes I want someone to do something romantic for me. Something nice for me. I want to know someone cares about me. That maybe, they're thinking about me.

But maybe I don't deserve it.

Maybe good choices don't always have good consequences.

But shouldn't I choose good anyway? Shouldn't I love anyway?

Shouldn't I be myself.. because that's all I can be?