Good my stomach is doing that hurting thing it only does when I'm stressed or extremely sick....
My life doesn't make any sense.
I'm so happy but so miserable at the same time.
I just don't know where I'm going or what I'm doing.
Thank God I have two constant consistent things in my life.
And they are both art forms.
Talk about comfort.
I want so bad to be needed by someone.
There are people who say they need me.
My parents don't need a child.
They'd be for financially stable if they didn't have one.
::smiles to herself::
My friends don't NEED me.
They could always find a new friend.
That friend will never be me but that can be overlooked.
And I have no significant other so that's not even really a problem.
I feel like Pippin.
Damn Stephen Swartz for making his work so damn relatable.
I need a baircut.
I have great hair I got that much going for me.
What is wrong with me....
Honestly.
If someone knows tell me.
I'm capable of passion.
Compassion.
Love.
I love like I would die without it.
Maybe I would.
Dammit.
What am I missing?
Why do I have to keep running around in circles.
Everytime I find SOMETHING my life deadends.
And one of my closest friends and I are moving apart.
I've expected it for quite some time.
We're just going different directions and they've always
had the abilities to sway my decisions and now it's just time
to stop.
It's like looker back everyday instead of looking forward.
Gah.
Everyone has to leave at some point.
Will it mean that it's the end and I'm alone?
A glimmer of hope was ingulfed in the darkness.
All the news I don't want to hear.
I have something good.
A little something good.
What it'll end up being I have no idea.
THe knowledge and intent are no there yet.
And as far as stability.
Or future.
I have no idea.
I need to move to a different country and start over.
How can so much change that quickly.
Damn it.
::sighs and smiles::
Composure.
I have so much pent up energry that I need to
do something with.
I know what I WANT to do with it.
I need to run.
Run and run and run
until I can't run anymore.
Then my muscles will cramp up and I won't be able to move
for several days.
I don't want to pack up all my stuff to take home for a month.
There are so many things in my life that don't mean anything.
At least anything with substance.
At least anything I can put any weight on.
His girlfriend thinks that he cheated on her with me.
What a joke.
Just because my name was in his phone book.
He wanted to.
But I looked out for the poor retarded girl's best interest and
didn't let him.
Plus I can't stand cheaters.
It's pointless.
This is pointless and I don't know why I'm using words anymore.
I just want to be comforted.
I just want a person to love.
A person to hold me and let me cry all the stress out.
Because despite the fact that I'm ok and actully happy
Though you can't see that through the bitching.
I just want that little bit of comfort.
I want to curl up in a bed with someone and hold them and
Them hold me.
And just sigh.
And keep eachother warm and play with each others feet under the covers.
What a sick sappy mental picture.
But when we're done laying there I want to look at that person.
Kiss them and then laugh for hours.
Damn it.
No matter where I go.
I don't have that.
No matter what guy is attracted to me right now
Or what guy is my friend
Or what guy is whatever to me right now
Which is nothing....
I don't have that.
Not with the feeling behind it.
But right now...
I'm taking what comfort I have.
And that's a few friends and one or two that will let me cuddle up with them
And cry and laugh for hours.
Just not with the feeling.
Corner of the Sky Lyrics
[PIPPIN]
Everything has its season
Everything has its time
Show me a reason and I'll soon show you a rhyme
Cats fit on the windowsill
Children fit in the snow
Why do I feel I don't fit in anywhere I go?
Rivers belong where they can ramble
Eagles belong where they can fly
I've got to be where my spirit can run free
Got to find my corner of the sky
Every man has his daydreams
Every man has his goal
People like the way dreams have
Of sticking to the soul
Thunderclouds have their lightning
Nightingales have their song
And don't you see I want my life to be
Something more than long....
Rivers belong where they can ramble
Eagles belong where they can fly
I've got to be where my spirit can run free
Got to find my corner of the sky
So many men seem destined
To settle for something small
But I won't rest until I know I'll have it all
So don't ask where I'm going
Just listen when I'm gone
And far away you'll hear me singing
Softly to the dawn:
Rivers belong where they can ramble
Eagles belong where they can fly
I've got to be where my spirit can run free
Got to find my corner of the sky
I'm so happy but so miserable at the same time.
I just don't know where I'm going or what I'm doing.
Thank God I have two constant consistent things in my life.
And they are both art forms.
Talk about comfort.
I want so bad to be needed by someone.
There are people who say they need me.
My parents don't need a child.
They'd be for financially stable if they didn't have one.
::smiles to herself::
My friends don't NEED me.
They could always find a new friend.
That friend will never be me but that can be overlooked.
And I have no significant other so that's not even really a problem.
I feel like Pippin.
Damn Stephen Swartz for making his work so damn relatable.
I need a baircut.
I have great hair I got that much going for me.
What is wrong with me....
Honestly.
If someone knows tell me.
I'm capable of passion.
Compassion.
Love.
I love like I would die without it.
Maybe I would.
Dammit.
What am I missing?
Why do I have to keep running around in circles.
Everytime I find SOMETHING my life deadends.
And one of my closest friends and I are moving apart.
I've expected it for quite some time.
We're just going different directions and they've always
had the abilities to sway my decisions and now it's just time
to stop.
It's like looker back everyday instead of looking forward.
Gah.
Everyone has to leave at some point.
Will it mean that it's the end and I'm alone?
A glimmer of hope was ingulfed in the darkness.
All the news I don't want to hear.
I have something good.
A little something good.
What it'll end up being I have no idea.
THe knowledge and intent are no there yet.
And as far as stability.
Or future.
I have no idea.
I need to move to a different country and start over.
How can so much change that quickly.
Damn it.
::sighs and smiles::
Composure.
I have so much pent up energry that I need to
do something with.
I know what I WANT to do with it.
I need to run.
Run and run and run
until I can't run anymore.
Then my muscles will cramp up and I won't be able to move
for several days.
I don't want to pack up all my stuff to take home for a month.
There are so many things in my life that don't mean anything.
At least anything with substance.
At least anything I can put any weight on.
His girlfriend thinks that he cheated on her with me.
What a joke.
Just because my name was in his phone book.
He wanted to.
But I looked out for the poor retarded girl's best interest and
didn't let him.
Plus I can't stand cheaters.
It's pointless.
This is pointless and I don't know why I'm using words anymore.
I just want to be comforted.
I just want a person to love.
A person to hold me and let me cry all the stress out.
Because despite the fact that I'm ok and actully happy
Though you can't see that through the bitching.
I just want that little bit of comfort.
I want to curl up in a bed with someone and hold them and
Them hold me.
And just sigh.
And keep eachother warm and play with each others feet under the covers.
What a sick sappy mental picture.
But when we're done laying there I want to look at that person.
Kiss them and then laugh for hours.
Damn it.
No matter where I go.
I don't have that.
No matter what guy is attracted to me right now
Or what guy is my friend
Or what guy is whatever to me right now
Which is nothing....
I don't have that.
Not with the feeling behind it.
But right now...
I'm taking what comfort I have.
And that's a few friends and one or two that will let me cuddle up with them
And cry and laugh for hours.
Just not with the feeling.
Corner of the Sky Lyrics
[PIPPIN]
Everything has its season
Everything has its time
Show me a reason and I'll soon show you a rhyme
Cats fit on the windowsill
Children fit in the snow
Why do I feel I don't fit in anywhere I go?
Rivers belong where they can ramble
Eagles belong where they can fly
I've got to be where my spirit can run free
Got to find my corner of the sky
Every man has his daydreams
Every man has his goal
People like the way dreams have
Of sticking to the soul
Thunderclouds have their lightning
Nightingales have their song
And don't you see I want my life to be
Something more than long....
Rivers belong where they can ramble
Eagles belong where they can fly
I've got to be where my spirit can run free
Got to find my corner of the sky
So many men seem destined
To settle for something small
But I won't rest until I know I'll have it all
So don't ask where I'm going
Just listen when I'm gone
And far away you'll hear me singing
Softly to the dawn:
Rivers belong where they can ramble
Eagles belong where they can fly
I've got to be where my spirit can run free
Got to find my corner of the sky