Frustrated
I know my muse, though she is fickle and tormenting at times.
She aids me. She points the way, sometimes on purpose, sometimes by causing me to react.
She is the best thing I could hope for when it comes to inspiration.
So why isn't she real? Why can't I find a woman like her? Does she even exist? I don't know.
She aids me. She points the way, sometimes on purpose, sometimes by causing me to react.
She is the best thing I could hope for when it comes to inspiration.
So why isn't she real? Why can't I find a woman like her? Does she even exist? I don't know.
Labels: Inspiration
1 Comments:
Thats really inspirational the way you said it.
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