Monday, August 24, 2009

Ex nilhilo nihil fit

Nothing comes from nothing. Nothing plus nothing equals nothing. Yes. my glass went from half full to drained. Pisser. Screw the happy face. Too many days uncounted I have plastered the freaking smile to make everyone happy. I am delirious. I feel like I should have the Oompa Loompa's come in to sing for you on how fast I am sinking. Willie is not keen on loaning out his Oompa's so I thought I'd share through Lyrics that sum up how I am feeling. If you are reading this I apologize for the whoa-is-me rant. Actually, I am not sorry at all. I just say that all the time regardless of whether or not it is warranted. Yeah. I know it's a personality flaw. But it's MY flaw so...so..so. Ah. Whatever.

Matchbox 20 - Unwell lyrics


All day
Staring at the ceiling
Making friends with shadows on my wall
All night
Hearing voices telling me
That I should get some sleep
Because tomorrow might be good for something
Hold on
I'm feeling like I'm headed for a
Breakdown
I don't know why
I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell
I know, right now you can't tell
But stay awhile and maybe then you'll see
A different side of me
I'm not crazy, I'm just a little impaired
I know, right now you don't care
But soon enough you're gonna think of me
And how I used to be
Me
Talking to myself in public
Dodging glances on the train
I know
I know they've all been talking 'bout me
I can hear them whisper
And it makes me think there must be something wrong
With me
Out of all the hours thinking
Somehow
I've lost my mind
I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell
I know, right now you can't tell
But stay awhile and maybe then you'll see
A different side of me
I'm not crazy, I'm just a little impaired
I know right now you don't care
But soon enough you're gonna think of me
And how I used to be
I been talking in my sleep
Pretty soon they'll come to get me
Yeah, they're taking me away
I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell
I know, right now you can't tell
But stay awhile and maybe then you'll see
A different side of me
I'm not crazy I'm just a little impaired
I know, right now you don't care
But soon enough you're gonna think of me
And how I used to be
Hey, how I used to be
How I used to be, yeah
Well I'm just a little unwell
How I used to be
How I used to be

3 comments:

  1. you posted my song. i feel like that too. you know, matchbox 20... if you sit down and listen to thier songs... sometimes i wonder if he's watching me and writing about me... i really do... all his songs seem to be about me.

    sending you tons of hugs. i hope your day/week/month/moment/etc gets better and your smile is real... its harder to fake smile than it is to show the truth and frown...

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  2. Love the song. Love Matchbox. Wish Rob Thomas would stop the solo thing and get back together with the boys.

    Anyway, though, I know sort of what you're going through. Everyone expecting you to be happy and smiling when inside you just want to cry and shrivel up. Been there. Am there. And I just keep plastering that stupid smile on my face. Fake it til you make it, right?

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  3. Thank you Blaez and Karen. Thank you very much for understanding. Love Matchbox 20 and the fact that we share that in common.

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