hidden 'neath my skin
hearts have colors don't we all know
red runs through our veins.
feel the fire burning
up, inspire me with blood of blue and green
i have hope
inside is not a heart,
but a kaleidoscope.
and this is the part of life i like to call: short blogs ):
so anyway, the play was today
and they forgot to turn my mic on for my solos back stage. until the last one.
which was my favorite one.. so i guess it's ok.
but that means there were awkward silences in songs.
and now i need to do bio homework and start a paper. both of which are due tuesday. so i have tomorrow as well.
i'm just trying to bring the stress level down a little.
moral of the story: i feel bad when i don't write a lot... i don't know why.
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