My brain is screaming. I couldn’t shout in my own room because my folks might think I’ve lost it. I’m like this sometimes, when i can’t express my self, More of a like it’s I do not know how to express how I exactly feel right know. Maybe I’m sad or happy. I think my emotion levels are off the charts. It’s times like these i can write and compose a song with a beer on my right hand and cigar on my left. Although there is one person that keeps my sanity in check. One person that made me understand the meaning of serenity in a flesh. About how colorful the world is when i thought it always had different shades of grey. About what it means to be happy. About the mystery of the state of mind they called love.
You, My dear is the sum if it all.
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