Self Titled

Confused over thinking person overdosed in nostalgia

Thoughts constantly swarming around me and forming an inconspicuous cloud above my head following me everywhere 

I dream of fantasies that I wish will someday come true

I am not your ordinary i am not your average 

I find no comfort in the human race and I tend to find society appalling, so I look to music and art as my only escape

Suddenly I am here, here in this world here in where my life past choices have brought me to and here without ever noticing this is who I am and who i have become

Today I am that eccentric girl who carries a cloud full of malicious and pleasant thoughts

And I am also the girl who is not afraid to be against society, because this is who I am and I can not escape it because this is me

This is my life.