3.26.2004

I wish I could sing.
I can't carry a tune worth a rotten banana.
I 'practice' in my car. In my room. Alone.
I want so badly to hit that note.
Let the rhythm flow from me, not the radio.
If I can't play the guitar, then I need to learn to sing.
Or something.
Music, music, music.
And not punk. Punk music is annoying.

Bleeding, for you.

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