I stopped singing...

Lately i have been a little negative and abstent minded again, it seems that everytime i wake up i really dont have the spirit to do anything... not even doing the things i enjoy the most like playing rockband, playing soccer, drawing, SINGING, when i stopped singing i totally thought something was really messed up in my head, truly, i sing like every moment and not singing shocked me. I started to notice that the feeling of emptiness was becoming stronger, i know its normal to miss the things you left behind but honestly these days that feeling is really hurting me, and i cant allow it anymore, its way to hard for me. I need to start creating new ideas of my life at this moment just to give less importance to that emptiness, even though im a little scared of forgetting a lot of things that make me wanna smile.

And not knowing from you is making me insane... but im just too scared to open up, scared to make your cellphone sound ,scared to be let down, but this wall inside of me is like slowly falling apart, the more i do to break it down the slower the bricks start to break.I have always walked on a lonely street, with no one there for me. It took so long to see me in misery. And now it’s clear to me.I wanna see a smile on your face cuz I absolutely love it,When you smile. Im running out of places to hide from you i died to say everything to u but i turned my head away and never really got the guts to say it... and now i regret everything. And now that I dont have no light to guide me and no one to walk beside me, will you come to me? If you care give me a sign and let me know, if you dont at least let me know even if i may not want to hear it, gently talk to me.

Im still searching who im supposed to be, I may find myself or i may not find me, im trying to follow the clues but it seems that there are too many.. but i cant give up right now, cuz i know im waiting for me, i mean that all of me as a whole is there waiting for me to find every little thing inside of me. What im feeling is complicated but if i walk away i will never understand how it feels to overcome that unusual feeling inside of me. Im dreaming of that idea.

A dreamer dreams of an idea and dreams it will never die*

MQ ......................... -? smm- simply me -M