Oh yeah... Things are going oh so great...
"The feeling comes so painfully
And it chills to the bone
Many won't get close to me
I'm damaged
As I'm sure you know..."
I love this song so much. It's a really pretty song in and of itself, but I just can't get over that line that I italicized...
Do you ever have a feeling or thought, an unpleasant one, that is, that when you're at the genesis of said thought and you find the perfect words for it...
"Many won't get close to me"
You're able to have your feeling framed in those words and it gives you a chance to contemplate it, almost as if the emotion were something more tangible, not quite as ethereal as thoughts tend to be...
"I'm damaged..."
And you soon overcome this emotion, and you're able to see those words in retrospect. They always take on new meaning. So many times they've taken on meaning that is almost uncannily the polar opposite of what it was in the beginning, and then you can alway carry those words with you in your mind, almost as a trophey of your conquering the original negativity.
"As I'm sure you know.
I'm scared
And I'm alone
I'm ashamed
And I need for you to know..."
Well what are you supposed to do when you realize that maybe this isn't just an emotion, or a bad day, or a passing whim, and you find that those words have become stinging, wicked curses, tattooed to your heart instead of the proud trophey they were supposed to become?
What do you do when you realize that you have been alone for so long already, you were alone when you thought you weren't, you're alone now, and you can't, try and strive as you might, hurdle the thought and fear that you really might be alone forever.
Can your soul, your psyche really finally become so damaged, so spent up, that maybe others can tell, even if it's only whisped along for just the smallest amount of time through their deepest subconscience, and it makes them recoil in emotional disdain for you...
Is that how things can be?
And it chills to the bone
Many won't get close to me
I'm damaged
As I'm sure you know..."
I love this song so much. It's a really pretty song in and of itself, but I just can't get over that line that I italicized...
Do you ever have a feeling or thought, an unpleasant one, that is, that when you're at the genesis of said thought and you find the perfect words for it...
"Many won't get close to me"
You're able to have your feeling framed in those words and it gives you a chance to contemplate it, almost as if the emotion were something more tangible, not quite as ethereal as thoughts tend to be...
"I'm damaged..."
And you soon overcome this emotion, and you're able to see those words in retrospect. They always take on new meaning. So many times they've taken on meaning that is almost uncannily the polar opposite of what it was in the beginning, and then you can alway carry those words with you in your mind, almost as a trophey of your conquering the original negativity.
"As I'm sure you know.
I'm scared
And I'm alone
I'm ashamed
And I need for you to know..."
Well what are you supposed to do when you realize that maybe this isn't just an emotion, or a bad day, or a passing whim, and you find that those words have become stinging, wicked curses, tattooed to your heart instead of the proud trophey they were supposed to become?
What do you do when you realize that you have been alone for so long already, you were alone when you thought you weren't, you're alone now, and you can't, try and strive as you might, hurdle the thought and fear that you really might be alone forever.
Can your soul, your psyche really finally become so damaged, so spent up, that maybe others can tell, even if it's only whisped along for just the smallest amount of time through their deepest subconscience, and it makes them recoil in emotional disdain for you...
Is that how things can be?