Locked

I am in a locked state. The key isn't lost, but I don't know where to find. In time my mental will be back to where it was. Time and music, I will regain.

I am content with my life. I know that some things take time, and I have no problem waiting. I hate to rush and be rush. I am thinking generally about people these days. How some people what everything their way, no questions asked about the other person consideration. That is a nasty way to be.

I am still living by my goal for life: to have a simple life that I am pleased with. At the end of the day, I have to make sure I am happy. Even if I have my problems, it is mines to carry alone. Probably why I locked down my expression for so long. To a point that I can not even recall my original reason for my locked state.