Angst
I was in the passenger seat singing (rather, wailing) to the song "Perfect" by Simple Plan when this conversation came up:
K: You can't sing this song. It's not right.
S: What do you mean?
K: You love your dad. You're so close with your family.
S: And...?
K: It's just not right. You have nothing to be angsty about.
S: Duh?!
Appearances aren't everything. Sometimes the person with the brightest smile is the one most riddled with anxiety. We all cope with life's issues differently. Some choose to frown. Some choose to blame other people. Some walk around in a daze....and some choose to wail to "angsty" songs.

2 Comments:
no one will understand...no worries.
i guess blogging is one way to try to make them understand, don't you think? but as you said, no worries...
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