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| For some reason I have this dull anger and sadness.
It's just there. I'm kind of scared of what it means.
"You're not perfect, sport. Now let me save you the suspense. This girl you met? She isn't perfect either. The question is, whether or not you're perfect for each other. That's the whole deal; that's what intimacy's all about. Now you can know everything in the world, sport, but the only way you're finding out that one is by giving it a shot."
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| Could this be it?
What should I do?
It seems like a very similar situation, like a twisted replay.
I don't know what's going on.
I'll be your guardian angel.
Be safe, everyone.
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| Why do people dislike others? Why do they insist on causing drama and stress and so much arguing? Really, deep inside, it's not their fault. It's our own faults that their image is who we dislike. We have so many self-imposed values that when they clash with someone else, it results in a mess of negative feelings.
Someone bringing you down? Your pride says you don't like them.
Someone thinks they're better than you? Your pride says you don't like them.
Someone trying to take something from you? Your selfishness rejects them.
Someone have something you want? Your selfishness rejects them.
Someone talking about you? Your anger lashes out.
But after you get past the typical reasons to dislike someone, sometimes you can't put your finger on why you dislike them. Or maybe you dislike certain things about people, but not their entire personality. But why...?
Maybe it's because we can see ourselves inside of them. We see the part of ourselves that we like the least inside of someone else, and so we're staring down our bad traits head on.
Of course this leads to you not liking that person as much, but what we don't realize is that, inside, we're self-loathing. Self-loathing leads to low self-esteem, which leads to a whole myriad of problems.
So when you dislike someone, don't you think there could be a similarity between you and that person?
I know I have traits inside of me I don't like. I probably don't like most of who I am
How do you live when the person you don't like is yourself?
Ryan Cabrera - "It's You"
Another night goes by without sleeping
Cause I know I won't wake up next to you
Another life goes by without dreaming
And I can't help but think that mine will too
I'm standing before you
With this label on my head
I'm pleading before you
For you to understand
Baby it's you
When I look up in the sky I see you
Then I turn and close my eyes and it's you
When I'm sitting all alone in my room
Everything reminds me of you
The time is slow and I am sinking
Into a hole blackened with lies
And though I made it myself
You stand watching as my life passes me by
I'm standing before you
With this label on my head
I'm pleading before you
For you to understand
How much I adore you
I'll be there till the end
When everything falls down
Will you hold my hand?
Baby it's you
When I look up in the sky I see you
Then I turn and close my eyes and it's you
When I'm sitting all alone in my room
Everything reminds me of you
Baby it's you
When I look up in the sky I see you
Then I turn and close my eyes and it's you
When I'm sitting all alone in my room
Everything reminds me of... you
I'll be your guardian angel.
Be safe, everyone.
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| There are five stages of grief:
Denial
Anger
Bargaining
Depression
Acceptance
These five stages of grief are supposedly the phases that people go through when facing grief of course, normally from a loss of any kind. People go through these five stages in any order, and can go through a single phase repeatedly even after they have passed it once. People can go forwards or backwards or skip around, since there is no particular order. Surprisingly, this theory is pretty much true.
Denial, of course, is the phase where the person undergoes a "no, it can't be" state of mind, where they deny the event ever actually occurred or that nothing has changed, in hopes that things will be normal.
Anger is the anger felt towards others and sometimes God for having such a thing happen to them. Why me? Why did it have to happen? It isn't fair. I didn't deserve this.
Bargaining is when the person tries to strike a deal, hoping for just one more chance, one more moment, one more minute. If in a breakup, they ask for forgiveness at any cost; if grieving from the news of a terminal illness, they get desperate enough to ask God for more time with their life.
Depression occurs when the person gives up hope. They lose interest in what would get them up and moving, and they lose interest in the simplest of things. It's not worth it without that part of their life.
Acceptance is the resulting conclusion, if a person makes it through to the end. The person escapes from the cycle and continues with their life. They've accepted what has happened.
No one really knows how bad the cycle is, unless they've gone through it or are going through it.
That's the scary thing, really. That no one understands someone else unless they've gone through it themselves. But some things are harder to experience than others. People will tell you to suck it up and move on, but that's just not going to happen if whatever happened is difficult to cope with. They try to give you advice, but 90% of the advice probably won't work or apply to you. It's not their fault; they've never felt the way you felt before. But it does take a long time to make right your wrongs, and to realize that what's done is done.
I have no reason to be mad at anyone, or to enclose myself.
But I guess the real conflict is that I can't forgive myself.
I vowed to myself it wouldn't happen, but I guess I broke my own vow.
D1, B, D1, A1, B, D1, D2, A1, D2, D1+D2
I guess inside, honestly, that's the way it went.
I guess I'm scared to be open now, but this is how I can do it.
I haven't quite gotten there yet.
Maybe I never will.
Sorry.
Boyce Avenue - Change Your Mind
There you are with your perfect way,
You've got that little shine in your eyes.
To hear one word would make my day,
But there's no room for me in your life.
Woo-oo
Oh you've got me down on my knees
Ooh-oo
Oh and in my mind I can see
How perfect everything could be
But you won't give us a try
If I could change your mind,
How would you want me?
Would you say you need me?
Cause I need you now.
I try to move on, but your perfect way
Has got this little child asking why.
But this world keeps spinning
As my heart stops beating;
Is there still no room inside?
Woo-oo
Oh you've got me down on my knees
Ooh-oo
Oh and in my mind I can see
How perfect everything could be
But you won't give us a try
If I could change your mind,
How would you want me?
Would you say you need me?
Cause I need you now.
If I could change your mind..
(Please tell me I'm not the only one.)
(Please help me believe I'm not the only one)
If I could change your mind..
If I could change your mind,
How would you want me...?
Would you say you need me?
Cause I need you now.
If I could change your mind,
How would you hold me?
Would you stay forever?
Or just leave me here to drown?
If I could change your mind
(Change your mind)
If I could change your mind
(Change your mind)
I really like this song. Boyce Avenue is amazing, their covers and their originals make me happy to hear them.
I'll be your guardian angel.
Be safe, everyone.
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| Who am I? Who are you? Who is anyone, truthfully?
When all we are are just figures passing by
Does anyone ever really bother to find out?
Of course we know each other by name
And we know reputations and rumors of each other
But do we truly know anyone?
I don't believe so-- no.
No one ever really knows themselves.
But if we don't know each other,
How will we ever know who we are?
The closest we'll ever be to seeing ourselves
Is by thinking about it.
But most people are scared to find themselves
They'll run and run from their own shadows
And hope that their shadows won't consume them.
So no one ever really gets close to finding themselves
No one ever discovers who they are
Or what they're meant to accomplish
They only hope that if they keep going,
they'll reach a happy end, the elusive happy end.
Of course I don't mean to sound dark
Or, as people say, "emo."
But it's the truth, really.
The real mystery of life is our identity
Are you who you think you are?
No one is ever really what other people think of them
Everyone is different behind closed doors
But the beauty of humanity is that we look past flaws
Flaws create people, really
Flaws of life and people and nature
All we are is everything that we let ourselves be
But that doesn't answer the questions:
Who am I? Who are you? Who is anyone?
Finding identity is like looking for a black marble without light
How do you expect to find something so small when you can't see it?
But the more you search for it, the closer you'll get
The scary thing is, who knows if it's there at all;
Who knows if the marble existed in the first place
Identity can't just be identified, ironically
It can only be guessed
I suppose the closest you can get is where someone finds peace
The deepest part of someone that can find rest from a hectic world
To find that you can let things happen so naturally that it embodies you
But sometimes it takes an entire lifetime to find something that deep
I suppose I'm somewhat blessed
I find myself writing, and I let myself become words
But still I wonder if that's who I am
I find myself overjoyed at the thought of others' happiness
I find myself smiling inside and out when others smile
I find peace in the peace of others
I find peace in my writing
Of course part of it is because it is who I want to be
You can change your identity if you want to be someone
You are never set in stone
No one carved a statue of you, forcing you to live that way
We are amorphous.
But the thing about people is that they are stubborn
Why change something that works?
Well, the problem about that is that we never realize that something might be wrong
We don't realize that there are conflicts within ourselves and others
We are stubborn to change, because we believe we should be able to be ourselves
How can that ever work in this world of ours?
Everyone naturally looks out for themselves, but what if we never changed?
Everyone would be looking out for number one.
People are anomalies.
Who really reaches out to others?
I try, I try.
But most people retract from it.
I guess it's a natural reaction;
We're so scared of who we might be that we don't let others get close enough to see
We fear that inside, we're actually monsters.
People deny such a fear, but all it is is denial.
It's a saying that people don't change, they just become who they really are
Could it be true? Could someone be meant to be spiteful?
Surely we can't always have that inside of us.
Innocence can't always be corrupted.
Obscurities hide away reasons for such changes.
Most people just want to be understood
But most people don't even understand themselves
Not even close
So how can anyone else?
Well, it really depends on how far you let them in.
It's like looking at the world
While you're on it, you see only small parts
But when you zoom out-- there's everything that's always been there.
We are our own worlds, after all.
People always want someone else to change
It's really natural, because it makes it convenient for them
But along the way, we forget that we are who we are unless we give them the chance.
There's times to let someone be themselves, and times to ask for change
It's only sad that people always want change.
Live and let live, but only if it suits you.
We can't always be who someone else wants us to be.
We become who we let ourselves be.
We are everyone we have ever met,
Every experience we have ever gone through,
Every emotion we have ever felt.
We become each other, when we let each other in.
All we are is who we're meant to be.
But we'll never know who we truly are.
It's meant to be that way.
One Republic - All We Are
I tried to paint you a picture, the colors were all wrong
Black and white didn't fit ya, and all along
You were shaded with patience, you're strokes of everything
That I need just to make it. And I believe that..
Time can tear you apart, but it won't break
Anything that you are.. you are.
We won't say our good-byes, you know it's better that way
We won't break, we won't die, it's just a moment of change
All we are, all we are, is everything that's right
All we need, all we need, a lover's alibi
I walked a minute in your shoes, they never would've fit
I figured there's nothing to lose, I need to get
Some perspective on these words, before I write them down
You're an island and my ship has run aground
Time can tear you apart, but it won't break
Anything that we are.. we are.
We won't say our good-byes, you know it's better that way
We won't break, we won't die, it's just a moment of change
All we are, all we are, is everything that's right
All we need, all we need, a lover's alibi
Every single day that I can breathe,
You change my philosophy
I'm never gonna let you pass my by..
So don't say your good-byes, you know it's better that way
We won't break, we won't die, it's just a moment of change
So don't say your good-byes, you know it's better that way
We won't break, we won't die, it's just a moment of change
All we are, all we are, is everything that's right
All we need, all we need, a lover's alibi
Time changes everything. But it won't change who we are-- that's up to us.
I'll be your guardian angel.
Be safe, everyone.
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