I’ve Been Feeling Insecure

Ever since last week, around Thursday or Friday  I’ve been feeling insecure about what I listen to. Well, here’s the situation: My English teacher encourages people  to bring in CDs of their music. He does this so when we have individual working time, he would play. I decided to give him a CD. It contained all your techno needs. Then I came to the realization, my teacher was an old man and this was probably a bad idea. So he played my music out to the class and I saw some people liking it, so I was pretty fine. Until he went to look for another CD and uttering out these words, “I’m tired of his Alvin and the Chipmunk shit.”

It didn’t strike me there, since I was rather confused about how people would ever think of Nightcore as chipmunks. To the readers who don’t know what Nightcore is, let me tell you this, they are not chipmunks. The beats are fast and the people who make Nightcore music uses other songs. They have to speed up the voice in order to match with the beats (or else it doesn’t sound as nice), but they don’t twist the pitch knob all the way up like chipmunks. Another thing that he said, “I can’t believe this is what you guys listen to these days.”

To be honest, I would’ve been utterly shattered if I hadn’t noticed some people liking it. The effect didn’t hit me until the next day. Now whenever I hear a song such as Nightcore and all I can think of is my teacher saying that line of his.

It’s going to take me a while until I can get over this. It’s hard for me to stop thinking about it. I mean, the thought just pop into my head whenever a electronic music plays. Right now, I’m just trying to listen to another type of music rather than techno or some sort like that. But I love electro and I’m waiting for the day when I can listen to it again.

I wanted to put this out there, hoping that I can be relieve of this sooner than expected.

 

A Spark of Fire

I have yet to find that spark.

my life is in darkness;

my mind is clouded.

There is no way out

unless I find that spark.

 

I have yet to find the one.

The one who will set me on my path;

that person is my only hope.

 

But the thing is…

I don’t want that.

 

They will put me back to society,

where I do not belong.

They will tear me into pieces,

and put me back together

as their perfect puppet.

 

I am afraid of this person

who will spark the fire.