wow. almost published a blank post (see title)
i cannot express in words what i feel.
my life is changing (for the better?) it better!
will anyone understand? maybe not. but maybe the people that DO understand are the only people that i need/want in my life right now.
selfish?
about time?
hmmm....
glad i don't have any MORE alcohol...
i am so full and empty at the same time!
i wish for a less complicated life- a more livable one. a more socially acceptable one.
wait a minute- who CARES what people think? do i care? wait....do i? i don't know?!!??!? i used to care, and that's what got me INTO this mess! shouldn't i not care? but....god i'm confused.
Friday, December 26, 2008
Thursday, December 11, 2008
substantiating evidence
here is the first official song that i ever wrote with my guitar in the backyard of my house. i was 10- just before my 11th birthday. at the time i wrote it, i remember saying that it was about a ghost. i used to lie a lot when i was a kid.
No One Sees Me (written May 6, 1986)
the wind at my back, the grass at my feet
the twittering of birds, the cars on the street
the children having fun, playing with everyone
and they never see me
the flowers sing songs, the trees laugh at me
the bushes dance along, the bees keep me company
the dogs yelp and bark at the bothersome lark
and they never see me
the sun shines bright, the little buds sway
the sun gives off sunlight, but it never shines my way
now the wind pushes me to go away
but the funny thing is, no one sees me
the leaves toss and turn, as the soil lays still
the pretty flowers bloom on the windowsill
they laugh at my puns, but i never have fun
because i know they can't see me
now i am lonely, clouds cover the sky
i think i'm a phony, i don't know why
i'm probably not living, i must have died
but why are they thinking i'm really alive?
No One Sees Me (written May 6, 1986)
the wind at my back, the grass at my feet
the twittering of birds, the cars on the street
the children having fun, playing with everyone
and they never see me
the flowers sing songs, the trees laugh at me
the bushes dance along, the bees keep me company
the dogs yelp and bark at the bothersome lark
and they never see me
the sun shines bright, the little buds sway
the sun gives off sunlight, but it never shines my way
now the wind pushes me to go away
but the funny thing is, no one sees me
the leaves toss and turn, as the soil lays still
the pretty flowers bloom on the windowsill
they laugh at my puns, but i never have fun
because i know they can't see me
now i am lonely, clouds cover the sky
i think i'm a phony, i don't know why
i'm probably not living, i must have died
but why are they thinking i'm really alive?
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