@abrilata 13 March 2023 edited

Somewhere in Ann Arbor How many times do we have to ask ourselves what is missing? What else do we need to achieve that happiness? and If we already got everything that people say good for us, why? why do we still feel empty? https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BON7k7Pb0d0 `" Somewhere in Ann Arbor there's` `A broken traffic light` `Blinking softly for an audience of one"` Sometimes when we are clouded with thoughts, we usually find comfort in most unexpected places. Busy street. have you ever tried going out for a bit, just taking a walk to breathe some air and let your feet lead you somewhere because you feel like nights are too overwhelming for you.-- It calms you down yet it is somewhat drowning and that's too much to carry on your chest. Its not a surprise anymore that when midnight strike, this is when our feelings became more vulnerable, our senses are wake and the emotion keeps ranging and filling our insides, making us a prison of our own thoughts. The first stanza tells a secret that's about to unfold. those lonely streets became his companion and the broken traffic light is his witness. `A boy who takes his comfort in` `The shelter of the night` `And stays up until the morning just because` Aren't we all once became like this boy ? staying up until morning just because. maybe because our thoughts are too loud that we cant even hear our own heartbeat. when that happens, we are defeated by non other than ourselves. Imagine, running from something that scares us but how can we run from ourselves? . right? how? `Somewhere in Ann Arbor there's` `An empty parking lot` `Where he likes to go and look up at the moon` The sky, stars, the moon, the universe sometimes talk to us and because we're too busy fixing ourselves, Their answers and signs are often ignored. but when we got no one, and wanted someone to see us as how we wanted to be seen, we look up above and wish that someone out there is listening and someone out there stare at us as how we stare at the moon. peaceful, healing, genuine `Ask himself where things went wrong and` `Why he feels so caught` `And hopes that things start` `Changing someday soon` For those people who feel the same , for people who are too confused to analyze what's happening, what went wrong, why is it so hard to figure everything out for those people who wanted to speed up time just to skip the hurdles and chaos. you know, we can't slow down the time we can't expect something to change if we're afraid to accept what really it is that we need to change deep down. `he's got it all` `He's got the life that they all` `Said that he would want` `And oh, he's got it good` `So why the hell can't he` `Start feeling like he should` he's got everything . But all that everything is something that he don't really own. When can we really say its ours, when it's other's decision, it's their voices, it's what they want for us in the first place. we have it, but we can't really claim it. This is what will happen when we keep on choosing other's decision for us instead of making our own. We will blame them in the end, but in reality it's us. They did that to us because we let them. `Somewhere in Ann Arbor there's a` `Table set for two` `Where he'd like to find some company to share` `Spends the evening spilling his whole` `Life to someone new` `Perfect smile and ribbon in her hair` when lonely souls got no one, they will seek some sort of companionship We all have this character side. we wanted to exhaust our youth and live like there's no tomorrow give almost everything for a temporary happiness `Somewhere in Ann Arbor there's a` `Vacant hotel room where` `He leaves all of his lovers high and dry` `Pretends he's got the thing they want` `And when he has them fooled` `He crumbles and escapes into the night` This is where the story end a secret of being weak and coward; that's when you look at it superficially but to dive deeper. again, how can someone give something when he doesn't have it in the very first place? how can we give our whole self to someone when you don't know who we really are in the very first place? how can we give reassurance and love when we, ourselves don't know where to find it? 2:33 Am Midnight Playlist Anson Seabra's Somewhere in Ann arbor from Songs I wrote in my bedroom 3/15 -abrilata