A/N: I don't really know what this is exactly, but it's rather accurate of what goes on in my mind. I hope you can find some meaning in it and what not...enjoy.
We live in a world full of wonder, full of spirit and full of life yet, all we can see, all we can focus on is that of the darkness and the heartache of our trials and tribulations. Humanity is an ever growing definition of misconception and mistakes and ideals that we cannot fulfill. I once read a book about music, about a time when a single strike of a key was able to spark more than an internal revolution but rather a movement of the mind and the soul and the body. And I wondered, not only to myself but to the emptiness of the air around me, that if such a simple concept as music could ignite a life, what could it do to a world ravaged by sin, and violence and war and...and hope. But it's a wonderment I keep to my own, because I don't know how to express my opinions. I don't know how to voice my tounge, for it has been sewn shut in my mouth for too long, and I'm dying inside. My heart is slowly shriveling up until it must become nothing, because for sure I am nothing. Aren't I?