Location: Studio, Mood: Contemplative
I wanted to get out of the party, am feeling left out. It goes to show how lonely I have been, no date, no friends...what a pathetic life, Sugu. I walked over to my keyboard and turned it own. Started touching the keys. toned it down a little although knowing no one will hear me. My hands caressed the keyboard like a lover. It's not that am shy or anything, but I never found anyone interested in me or I in them. It's always been just my music who understands me, and knows what I really am inside. My hands glides the keys with perfection, borne from instinct and passion, I played a tune by heart. It's an unknown song, I have been writing it ever since I started fooling around with musical instruments, trying to perfect it, trying to find its soul, its name but it evades me like a shy girl, hiding away, running away from my grasp. So I keep playing it over and over, hoping that one day I would find a title to it, that one day, it would come to me...like the person am gonna love, they will come. Whatever or whoever I am, they would accept me, be home, and find their home in me, just like this unnamed song.