This place is a prison
These people aren't your friends

I know there's a big world out there
Like the one i saw on the screen
In my living room late last night
It was almost too bright to see
I know that it's not a party
If it happens every night
Pretending there's glamour and candelabra
When you're drinking by candlelight.

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He is so right, but whatever.

I'm kinda into writing again these days. Maybe I'll upload something. I'd love to finish something I started times ago, all those stories, long and short and put them together and have some books and become a big author...
.. Or just to show some of my works to some people, hah.

I have a microKORG now and I'm not sure how to use it for something more than just making sounds. I need help, somebody has to show me how I can work with this thing on the PC.

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I hope my head will be alright someday.
I'm sick of being sick.
But it seems like nobody can help me. Oh well.

Have a good day.