Blurty for the.softest.words.can't.heal.the.deepest.wounds..
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| Monday, January 13th, 2003 |
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Man i work wasn't soo bad tonight, i had to clean the playground thing, and it was fun. im not looking forward to my 4-12 shift on Thursday tho!! all well im really enjoying the single life right now, it doesn't give me any unnecessary stress! i have enough stress as it is with school and work and such. sometimes i just wanna be held, but meah i can live without it. i think im in love with every boy on makeoutclub.com.. there all soo hot and emo, and some veggies! gotta love that! well im going to bed i have to go to stupid school tomorrow ! |
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The rain, it started tapping on the window near my bed. There was a loophole in my dreaming, so I got out of it. And to my surprise my eyes were wide and already open. Just my nightstand and my dresser where those nightmares had just been. So I dressed myself and left then, out into the gray streets. But everything seemed different and completely new to me. The sky, the trees, houses, buildings, even my own body. And each person I encountered, I couldn't wait to meet. I came up a doctor who appeared in quite poor health. I said "(I am terribly sorry but) there is nothing I can do for you (that) you can't do for yourself." He said "Oh yes you can. Just hold my hand. I think that would help." So I sat with him a while and then I asked him how he felt. He said, "I think I'm cured. No, in fact, I'm sure of it. Thank you Stranger, for your therapeutic smile." So that is how I learned the lesson that everyone is alone. And your eyes must do some raining if you are ever going to grow. But when crying don't help and you can't compose yourself. It is best to compose a poem, an honest longing or simple song of hope. That is why I'm singing... Baby don't worry cause now I got your back. And every time you feel like crying, I'm gonna try and make you laugh. And if I can't, if it just hurts too bad, then we will wait for it to pass and I will keep you company through those days so long and black. And we'll just keep working on the problem we know we'll never solve of Love's uneven remainder. But if the world could remain in a frame like a painting on a wall. Then I think we would see the beauty. Then we would stand staring in awe at our still lives posed like a bowl of oranges, like a story told by the fault lines and the soil.*********************************** after singing that at the top of my lungs i really dont know what do say right now, other than tomorrow i have to go to dalewood and check my sceduele... boo that i hope i dont have to work on saturday because i wanna go to the peace rally in toronto. i went to a meeting tonight with al about for-profit healthcare. man Maude Barlow is an amazing speaker! and now i think im getting sick from not wearing a winter jacket since the begginning of the winter :(! stupid me. all well, thats my story, good day i think :) bah i cant wait, Mal Got the tickets in the mail today !!! and im freaking excited.. ohh geez!! i might pee myself when we go.. its gonna be orgasmic! welll i should go Luv yah lots |
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Blurty for the.softest.words.can't.heal.the.deepest.wounds..
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