And I don't know how
I can hear the reaper calling
'This [boy]'s already fallen'

About an hour ago, I was so inspired to write another post here, that I went and read over a few of my old posts, and now I've lost the writing bug again. It's terrifying to think that I'll never be as good as I once was. I wish I could just open up my computer, log on, and write. Write for hours, and just write my feelings out. This is why I listen to music so much. This is why I have trouble sharing emotions with other people. I'll be the first to admit that I'm emotionally stunted and disturbed. I wish I wasn't, but this is who I am now. I've been through things that other people wouldn't wish on their worst enemies. And I've done it all with a smile and a kind word. Well, mostly. I can definitely think of a few times when I couldn't even handle seeing another human soul. Thankfully (most of the time), I'm through most of the drama.