"Mama, life has just begun
and now I've gone and thrown it all away."
I think I'm inspired by too many things. Freddy Mercury and Bohemian Rhapsody will always make me teary eyed.
I wish I could show.
I wish I could venture.
I know sometimes, I am all talk and whine and no action,
But I'm frightened.
I'm allowed to be, right?
I can't take the risk, The failure will cut me into pieces.
So here I am.
Burying this want. Just...
for future references, I should know
HOW much I wanted to do this.
How much I wanted to be a part of the fantastic lineage.
How much I wanted to prove myself.
But I am taking a back step. I've made the decision. It's the pragmatic one. There.