A Look Beneath The Skull

What am I but a boy filled with power. A boy filled with passion. A boy filled with love. A boy filled with potential. I grab my hair with both of my hands in such a deep emotion that isn’t easy to dictate.

There is so much beneath my skull. It’s beautiful what is manifested in my mind. I want to share it and I want to feel it as it escapes my lips. In this life, as I live I want to use what I create in my head and what I feel.

I am a boy filled with love. A patient, organic, real love that has never been duplicated on a greeting card. The kind people interpret. I am happy. I am calm. I am serene. Years and years of building for whatever the future holds.

When all of the everyday monotony is sleeping, I am up with images of love, creation, connection and beauty. This is what I need to remember when the money doesn’t stay and anyone is screaming at you. This is my meaning: music. And this is my feeling, a heart full of care.

I will sing on, scream on and play on forever.