a long time ago, before i left Puerto Rico I heard a band named Superaquello, now at the time I thought no one in my country viewed music the way I did, hence why I was leaving, and nothing was happening. Some years later I see them going strong and evolving like crazy making their mark on culture out there and living of off their art. I sit here in Orlando Florida, the place that for good or bad I've ended up stuck in, with the same feeling I did years ago...
that might not make a whole lot of sense but for the first time ever I feel powerless and drained, I don't want to push anymore, I know I can, I know it's a duty to myself and my brothers and sisters to keep going and pushing...
...but, I am tired.
...what to do?
that might not make a whole lot of sense but for the first time ever I feel powerless and drained, I don't want to push anymore, I know I can, I know it's a duty to myself and my brothers and sisters to keep going and pushing...
...but, I am tired.
...what to do?