How can you explain something without words?
"I had it all lined up
Then my future crashed
I heard the deadbolt lock
And there stood my past
But there are no signs for tomorrow
On the back roads of my sorrow
I could beg, steal
I could borrow
But the grace will have to come to me
Chorus
I'm gonna shake my soul
And release my hold
Givin' up control
And let the rest unfold
Cause it's a long, long way from here to where we go
Take off the training wheels
Lift off the handle bars
I'll drive right through my fears
And resurrect my heart
And even in my darkest hour
When my tears stayed undercover
I know it one way or another
Love is coming back around to me
Repeat chorus
In the face that I wore as a child
I can see myself
Every day of my life I'm tryng just to free myself
To be myself
And the rain comes I can hear it
Like a bass drum loud and clear it's
Ancient wisdom of the spirit
Ali, Ali all come free
Repeat chorus
It's a long, long way from here to where we go" -Where the Heart is soundtrack-
I hate when I know there is something there, some feeling, some emotion, some thought, and I can't get it out for the life of me. I know I have problems acknowledging how I feel and have problems with expressing myself, but sometimes there is just too much going on in my head that I can't seperate all the thoughts. They are all jumbled and it's like confetti; it all just comes fluttering down all at once. Part of me feels like just breaking down and crying, like I could use it, like that will make me feel better. Then I think if I did that, what am I supposed to tell people when they ask me the famous question, "What's wrong?" Hell no, I have had those experiences and they either want an answer so they keep prying or they think because I can't give them an answer that there is no reason why I should be crying and that it's stupid(mostly option two happens more). :::sigh:::
Too many thoughts running through my head,
none of them without end.
Where one starts
another begins.
When will the mess
be cleaned up and swept,
so this girl
can get some answers
and not be such a wreck?-Me-
Then my future crashed
I heard the deadbolt lock
And there stood my past
But there are no signs for tomorrow
On the back roads of my sorrow
I could beg, steal
I could borrow
But the grace will have to come to me
Chorus
I'm gonna shake my soul
And release my hold
Givin' up control
And let the rest unfold
Cause it's a long, long way from here to where we go
Take off the training wheels
Lift off the handle bars
I'll drive right through my fears
And resurrect my heart
And even in my darkest hour
When my tears stayed undercover
I know it one way or another
Love is coming back around to me
Repeat chorus
In the face that I wore as a child
I can see myself
Every day of my life I'm tryng just to free myself
To be myself
And the rain comes I can hear it
Like a bass drum loud and clear it's
Ancient wisdom of the spirit
Ali, Ali all come free
Repeat chorus
It's a long, long way from here to where we go" -Where the Heart is soundtrack-
I hate when I know there is something there, some feeling, some emotion, some thought, and I can't get it out for the life of me. I know I have problems acknowledging how I feel and have problems with expressing myself, but sometimes there is just too much going on in my head that I can't seperate all the thoughts. They are all jumbled and it's like confetti; it all just comes fluttering down all at once. Part of me feels like just breaking down and crying, like I could use it, like that will make me feel better. Then I think if I did that, what am I supposed to tell people when they ask me the famous question, "What's wrong?" Hell no, I have had those experiences and they either want an answer so they keep prying or they think because I can't give them an answer that there is no reason why I should be crying and that it's stupid(mostly option two happens more). :::sigh:::
Too many thoughts running through my head,
none of them without end.
Where one starts
another begins.
When will the mess
be cleaned up and swept,
so this girl
can get some answers
and not be such a wreck?-Me-