Sometimes I walk around with a little fantasy in my head
Of the people I'll meet, the people I've said
Sometimes I'll get these deep urges to journal and to write
and I'll print pictures and pictures and pictures of the things I love
and the things
|Midnight in Paris, 2011|
and I wonder if that means my last few relationships with creativity
is leaving me.
And I fear and I fear and I fear
And I fear and I fear
and I fear.