Theres no where for safety and security. Much like theres no safe place for your diary. No safe place for your thoughts. There is a sense of security that you have lost. Lost sight of what’s right. Lost sight of whats there.
Lately I’ve been feeling like there’s so much noise, you know? So much static. All these voices competing for attention. Teachers, parents, magazines. What’s in, what’s out, who’s cool, who’s not cool enough. And it’s like all this shit gets so loud I feel like I can’t even hear myself think. I just want to get in my car and drive.