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Am i looking for something at a wrong place?

Is there anything called online dating left today? Or has it completly turned in to online hookups?
I've been on and off on this site a couple of times. I've met a few guys also.. but none of them are looking for any serious relationship. It had made me thinking.. is it me? Is it something about me that i end up with this type of guys. Every time i left this site i left thinking i'll never come back.. but here i am.. Again repeating the same cycle..frustrated
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RIP Chester

I was in my late teen when i first heard this song on my dad's old casset recorder + radio.. i waited for a number of days listening to the radio to get it recorded.. finally got it.. but the lyrics..

There's something inside me that falls beneath the surface.
Consuming.. confusing..

I was like what?

Replayed the song a number of times n got the lyrics on a peice of paper..

Crawling in my skin
These wounds they will not heal
Fear is how I fall
Confusing what is real

There's something inside me that pulls beneath the surface
Consuming confusing
This lack of self-control I fear is never ending
Controlling..

To find myself again
My walls are closing in
(without a sense of confidence and I'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to take)
I've felt this way before
So insecure

Crawling in my skin
These wounds they will not heal
Fear is how I fall
Confusing what is real

Discomfort endlessly has pulled itself upon me
Distracting reacting
Against my will I stand beside my own reflection
It's haunting how I can't seem

To find myself again
My walls are closing in
(without a sense of confidence and I'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to take)
I've felt this way before
So insecure

Crawling in my skin
These wounds they will not heal
Fear is how I fall
Confusing what is real

Crawling in my skin
These wounds they will not heal
Fear is how I fall
Confusing confusing what is real

There's something inside me that pulls beneath the surface consuming
Confusing what is real
This lack of self-control I fear is never ending controlling
Confusing what is real....

(This time lyrics are coppied from the internet)

From this day onwards, music became the way i could understan what i was feeling..
Chester's voice screamed out all the emotions bottled in my mind.. i felt comfortable.. expressed..

Thank you..
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