26-07-13 20:54

Sometimes people make you feel less, without intention. Maybe it's just something they're holding back behind the surface. I hung out with someone today I couldn't help but think, "why am I here?" I went to an open mic. Fuck open mics. They're so damn boring. And the type of people they attract are too busy trying to get ahead. I'm tired of it.

And the pretense of jamming as a hangout. Like woman, you're super hot, but you don't deserve to sing on the music that I've poured my soul into. Like fuck off actually. You don't deserve these songs. You don't know me. And I'm not gonna be around people who don't think I'm worth knowing. And I think I've known enough about you to know exactly how much I want you in my life.

Truth be told, this ain't going no where. And that is to say I do care enough to help when it is needed.

I'm grateful for things. But, my music is mine to make.

So weird that I am also one to say art belongs to no one.

I'm just glad I took the time to understand that this makes me feel wack.

And damnit, tell me what the fuck you're not saying to me.

This is why I feel strange.

What is it about me that makes people act this way?

22:45 addition: Everytime we "write" music together I feel used. You are a sharpie on my mural.