You ask me to enter
But then You make me crawl
And I can't be holding on
To what You got
When all You've got is hurt
----
Underneath this smile lies everything
All my hopes and anger, pride and shame
You ask me to enter
But then You make me crawl
And I can't be holding on
To what You got
When all You've got is hurt
----
Underneath this smile lies everything
All my hopes and anger, pride and shame
I say all the wrong stuff
and I say it at the wrong time
when they ask for rhythm
I give them rhyme
I am a fool......and fluffy at that
I'm as batty as a bat....
on social occasions
I'm likely to turn beet red
and sweat
and everyone else is so cool.....
don't ask me why
I feel like a fool.....
I'm not too bad
(a bit mad)
but when body language is in play
I get so sensitive
and pensive when every1 else is gaggling like geese......
I start analysing all the relationships
observing people
and talking about philosophy or heavy shit
and then it's too late
I'm in it
the zone
drinking, hardly blinking, staring into their eyes
with no disguise
I'm socially inept.....
I'm shy
but then I start feeling slighted
and although before afrighted
things get up my nose
and I lose my repose
and start getting bolshy
and looking for altercations
(especially just before
vacations)
I could be arrested
and never go to Greece
(like that time)
or I could find someone who likes peace
and takes me under their wing
and protects me from all the arrows and slings
of outrageous fortune.....:)
....they're asking me to prove why I should be allowed to stay with my baby in Australia, because I'm mentally ill......and they think I should leave......
I say all the wrong stuff
and I say it at the wrong time
when they ask for rhythm
I give them rhyme
I am a fool......and fluffy at that
I'm as batty as a bat....
on social occasions
I'm likely to turn beet red
and sweat
and everyone else is so cool.....
don't ask me why
I feel like a fool.....
I'm not too bad
(a bit mad)
but when body language is in play
I get so sensitive
and pensive when every1 else is gaggling like geese......
I start analysing all the relationships
observing people
and talking about philosophy or heavy shit
and then it's too late
I'm in it
the zone
drinking, hardly blinking, staring into their eyes
with no disguise
I'm socially inept.....
I'm shy
but then I start feeling slighted
and although before afrighted
things get up my nose
and I lose my repose
and start getting bolshy
and looking for altercations
(especially just before
vacations)
I could be arrested
and never go to Greece
(like that time)
or I could find someone who likes peace
and takes me under their wing
and protects me from all the arrows and slings
of outrageous fortune.....:)
wow, you are a true poet. Cheers to you, ISN! and hang in there. This life has got to get better.
so many times he's been "strumming my pain with his fingers, singing my life with his words, killing me softly with his song".
yet, I don't fit in.
I believe in... mind over matter... making this life work for you...speaking your mind... protecting the environment... staying healthy... the power of music...the power of love.
yet, I don't fit in.
I respect life. I appreciate those who aren't appreciated. I try to find the beauty in everything.
yet, I don't fit in.
Being an idealist keeps me out-of-touch. So what do I do?
Guess I'll just go eat worms
That was delightful, pickupyourwill! I too try to find beauty in everything too so I really liked that line. I think many of us feel like we don't fit in so, I'll join you in the dirt and we can not fit in and eat worms together.
Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
That was delightful, pickupyourwill! I too try to find beauty in everything too so I really liked that line. I think many of us feel like we don't fit in so, I'll join you in the dirt and we can not fit in and eat worms together.
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But then You make me crawl
And I can't be holding on
To what You got
When all You've got is hurt
----
Underneath this smile lies everything
All my hopes and anger, pride and shame
your sig line...one of my favorites.
But then You make me crawl
And I can't be holding on
To what You got
When all You've got is hurt
----
Underneath this smile lies everything
All my hopes and anger, pride and shame
sure
cheers to you!
cheers!
and I say it at the wrong time
when they ask for rhythm
I give them rhyme
I am a fool......and fluffy at that
I'm as batty as a bat....
on social occasions
I'm likely to turn beet red
and sweat
and everyone else is so cool.....
don't ask me why
I feel like a fool.....
I'm not too bad
(a bit mad)
but when body language is in play
I get so sensitive
and pensive when every1 else is gaggling like geese......
I start analysing all the relationships
observing people
and talking about philosophy or heavy shit
and then it's too late
I'm in it
the zone
drinking, hardly blinking, staring into their eyes
with no disguise
I'm socially inept.....
I'm shy
but then I start feeling slighted
and although before afrighted
things get up my nose
and I lose my repose
and start getting bolshy
and looking for altercations
(especially just before
vacations)
I could be arrested
and never go to Greece
(like that time)
or I could find someone who likes peace
and takes me under their wing
and protects me from all the arrows and slings
of outrageous fortune.....:)
wow, you are a true poet. Cheers to you, ISN! and hang in there. This life has got to get better.
Thanks, man. Cheers to you!