Charlie Productions : Balance
This is my language. The J, the K, the L. Forwards and backwards, total control. Cut the world the way I want to see it. Grow to love the people on the screen. You spend a day with me, I spend six with you. I fall in love with you while you get on with life.
I see better through the lens, think better on the page, see clarity in a darkened room. The highs are brighter, the lows are darker. I feel alive in this cocoon.
I don't live in your world. Believe me, I've tried. And every day I see another reason not to bother. To bother means I am lost in a muffle. I've spent two years lost in there. Felt best. Felt the most normal I've ever felt. Felt muffled. Everything just out of reach. So many words to explain it no longer made sense, all my thoughts swirling together like paints in a tin.
So back I go to the J the K the L. Pushing on to say I love you. Crashing when I can't keep up. Life flows by and I figure it out by writing it down on the page to put it up on the screen to cut it together in the dark to finally make it make sense. From J, to K, to L.
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