And I'll be here by the ocean
Just waiting for proof that there's sunsets and silhouette dreams
All my sand castles fall like the ashes of cigarettes
And every waves drags me to sea
I could stand here for hours
Just to ask God the question, "Is everyone here make-believe?"
With a tear in His voice, He said, "Son, that's the question.
Does this deafening silence mean nothing to no one but me?"
Basically I forgot how much I absolutely LOVE Mayday Parade. And basically I forgot that this is usually about the point in the semester where I stop running and let every single self doubt out there catch up to me. Have to face 'em sometime right?
I guess the one thing about college I'm starting to dislike is that for everything I feel like I'm good at, there are about six hundred people within a 8 mile radius who are much better at it. Writing? Pretty sure the English major three houses down could tear anything unfortunate enough to be penned by yours truly to shreds. Testing well? Welcome to the Honors House where everyone gets A's all the time, no big deal. Graphic design? Uh...hello Fine Arts house.
At this point I have to start to wonder, what even makes me unique from the rest of the nameless faces out there? I blog? So does everyone else AND their trained parakeet. I yell minor profanities at the other drivers on the road? Welcome to the Wasatch Front. I can't take overly motivational quotes seriously at all? Pretty sure anyone with sarcastic outlook on life is like that. I used to be pretty positive that aliens were running experiments on me? Um...........ok so maybe I've actually never met anyone else who ever thought that.
Which only means that my defining factor is a pretty large streak of insanity. Fantastic? That's sure to get me far in life.
Have a nice day!