I'm drumming on the pillow/on the bolster/on my lap/on the table with my bare hands. Everyone around me is getting irritated with me. I wish I could find words to tell them my heart's pounding incessantly. Even during my Scrabble games with mom, I grab the bolster and tap a few rhythms... and yeah, that irritates her too.
I don't know how it's like to have people around me who can correct me/who can cope with the fact that they're raising a drummer girl.
I miss that moment of glory at Confirmation Course.
Favoris
Amies Scolaires
Amies universitaires
Eux sont aussi mes amis !
YouthSays/YouthEcho grid
Le mouvement Seachange
Projects
troisnyx* officiel by troisnyx* is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-Share Alike 2.5 Malaysia License. Based on several works at troisnyx.blogspot.com.
These works are licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 Unported License.
Please take note that some of these works may sound offensive to readers. The writer has her own opinions and criticism of life, and as mature, impartial readers she entrusts you not to retaliate but respect her for who she is, be it real-time or online.
No comments:
Post a Comment