eats away at me.
do i need to face it?
can't do my work.
can do my work.
must do my work.
never should have majored in music.
love it.
hate it.
can't live without it.
it's my drug.
my passion
my reason for living.
my method of slowly dying.
somedays faster than others.
an elusive ideal, only attainable postmortem.
even then, will singing be there?
yes. stress. in F sharp Minor.