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| Ponderings...
Sometimes everything comes at you so fast you don’t even have time to breathe. Sometimes you just want everything to take a break, chill out for a sec so you can figure out where you are, because you had been running in this race of life, and you hadn’t got to look at the scenery.
The beautiful flowers, and secret coves, and mountain top views that take your breath away.
Sooner or later you’ve got to look at what you’ve got. Realize what’s there. Find out who will lift you up. Who will make you think, and make you better in the long run.
I’ve always heard “You never know what you’ve got, till it’s gone.” – and it’s so true.
Sooner or later you’ve got to rest…but sometimes…there isn’t a spare moment. It piles, and piles. Sometimes, consuming.
I hate the moments where you have everything planned out, and one little thing messes it up. Totally destroying where you where gonna go with your plans. Like an astrologer, he’s mapped out the future for the month, and he finds two new stars line up with another constellation. He then has to start all over again. Making his plans for the future….
Stress is a part of life, and I realize that.
Confusion is a part of life too, so I always have an excuse for it.
Hurting is a part of life, and it’ll happen plenty.
Laughter is a part of life, so you can smile when you don’t want to.
Love is a part of life, but sometimes...it sucks.
And it confuses the crap outa me. So I guess it all goes back around in a circle, since confusion is a part of life..i guess love has to be.
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| empty, no.
sad, no.
scared,no.
brething, yes.
angry, no.
confused, yes.
lonely,....maybe. | | |
| you want to tell me why?
you want to tell me everything so i understand?
confusion...disgusts me.
yet it is a normal triat of mine
caring is good...to an extent.
then sometimes..as i once heard it...it seems like a curse to care so much.
love...hurts.
hurts when the ones you love push you down on the ground.
.....that was ...random.. | | |
| The feeling of desolance has refrained me for some time…it won’t dominate me anymore. Depression is grueling, and the poignancy I used to feel can only go on for so long. After that, you succumb to soo much. I felt that distress was vehemently placed on me by my circumstances. I was blinded. I’m not any longer.
I’m stronger now.
me* | | |
| New song im playin now..I love it:
"Nobody's Home"
I couldn't tell you why she felt that way,
She felt it everyday.
And I couldn't help her,
I just watched her make the same mistakes again.
What's wrong, what's wrong now?
Too many, too many problems.
Don't know where she belongs, where she belongs.
She wants to go home, but nobody's home.
It's where she lies, broken inside.
With no place to go, no place to go to dry her eyes.
Broken inside.
Open your eyes and look outside, find the reasons why.
You've been rejected, and now you can't find what you left behind.
Be strong, be strong now.
Too many, too many problems.
Don't know where she belongs, where she belongs.
She wants to go home, but nobody's home.
It's where she lies, broken inside.
With no place to go, no place to go to dry her eyes.
Broken inside.
Her feelings she hides.
Her dreams she can't find.
She's losing her mind.
She's fallen behind.
She can't find her place.
She's losing her faith.
She's fallen from grace.
She's all over the place.
Yeah,oh
She wants to go home, but nobody's home.
It's where she lies, broken inside.
With no place to go, no place to go to dry her eyes.
Broken inside.
She's lost inside, lost inside...oh oh
She's lost inside, lost inside...
sometimes life is easy to read. and then sometimes, i just can't figure.and i know im not supposed to know everything..because i wouldn't be able to handle it. im not questioning why things happen anymore, im questioning why i feel the things i do, in the capacity that i feel them. why i care, or why i don't. why things and situations hurt or heal me. why i let them affect me or why i can't stop letting things affect me..even if i don't want things to..... | | |
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