Gatsbero

Being in this place had given me a respect and love for music I would have otherwise not had. I learned how hard it really is to make a decent song and the heart that is needed for something true. I seem to have lost what heart I did have somewhere along the way, and am reminded of it when I return to visit my ghost here. This place feels like a shadow of what it once was. It was so lively when I first came in the peak of everything happening here. It inspired me, brought excitement. I created, even though it wasn't great, the act was enough. Now many of the people I follow have moved on. Some into the greater world of song, and many others onto whatever life had for them beyond. I have moved on, but I still remember. I return like a ghost to see who is here. And sometimes, I even leave something new behind. Maybe our paths may cross some time. After all, I'm not too hard to find.