...Wordless...but not thoughtless...

[torn_perfect]

I don't truely know what to write in this today.... I do know that things maybe winding down,but my mind is still a mess. It's almost the end and I find myself feeling sad, confused, alone and amazingly happy. I feel like I should be in church, in the park watching clouds, dancing in the rain and jumping in muddy puddles all at once. This is what I've wanted for long, it doesn't seem so great now. Another certificate to place on the wall, another "we are so proud of you" unsaid.

I feel clueless and clumsy, I don't feel like at the end of it all my mother is still my biggest fan. I know they both love me no matter so why feel so empty? This is a bit of a ramble and no one besides me will probobly understand it.. It's just a bunch of words stuck on a sheet of paper, well...weblog...
So, Until those words come to me... here ya go:

Who I am
By: Jessica Andrews

If I live to be a hundred
And never see the seven wonders
That’ll be alright
If I don’t make it to the big leagues
If I never win a grammy
I’m gonna be just fine
’cause I know exactly who I am

I am rosemary’s granddaughter
The spitting image of my father
And when the day is done
My momma’s still my biggest fan
Sometimes I’m clueless and I’m clumsy
But I’ve got friends that love me
And they know just where I stand
It’s all a part of me
And that’s who I am

So when I make a big mistake
When I fall flat on my face
I know I’ll be alright
Should my tender heart be broken
I will cry those teardrops knowin’
I will be just fine
’cause nothin’ changes who I am

I am rosemary’s granddaughter
The spitting image of my father
And when the day is done
My momma’s still my biggest fan
Sometimes I’m clueless and I’m clumsy
But I’ve got friends that love me
And they know just where I stand
It’s all a part of me
And that’s who I am

I’m a saint and I’m a sinner
I’m a loser, I’m a winner
I’m steady and unstable
I’m young but I am able

I am rosemary’s granddaughter
The spitting image of my father
And when the day is done
My momma’s still my biggest fan
Sometimes I’m clueless and I’m clumsy
But I’ve got friends that love me
And they know where I stand
It’s all a part of me
And that’s who I am

I am rosemary’s granddaughter
The spitting image of my father
And when the day is done
My momma’s still my biggest fan
Sometimes I’m clueless and I’m clumsy
But I’ve got friends that love me
And they know where I stand
It’s all a part of me
And that’s who I am
That’s who I am