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22 February 2012 @ 09:18 pm
My weakness is that I care too much...  
I've had something on my mind the past few days. I talked to Mark about it a bit, because I felt I had to, but the truth is that he doesn't understand and I cant make him, because he wasn't there. And that's ok.
It occurred to me that my life now is what I want it to be...or at least very close. i feel like I'm forgetting my past sometimes, but maybe I'm just finally letting go of it. We keep these scars from our earlier days, but they need not define us.
I guess that's my whole thought.
Certain people, people that made up my existence...they don't define me anymore.
The other night I heard this song on the radio, and I was singing along. I mean, really belting it out.
And its probably the best I can do at finding words for my feelings.


"I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut
My weakness is that I care too much
And my scars remind me that the past is real
I tear my heart open just to feel

Drunk and I'm feeling down
And I just wanna be alone
I'm pissed cause you came around
Why don't you just go home
Cause you channel all your pain
And I can't help you fix yourself
You're making me insane
All I can say is

I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut
My weakness is that I care too much
And our scars remind us that the past is real
I tear my heart open just to feel

I tried to help you once
Against my own advice
I saw you going down
But you never realized
That you're drowning in the water
So I offered you my hand
Compassions in my nature
Tonight is our last stand

I'm drunk and I'm feeling down
And I just wanna be alone
You shouldn't ever come around
Why don't you just go home?
Cause you're drowning in the water
And I tried to grab your hand
And I left my heart open
But you didn't understand
But you didn't understand
Go fix yourself

I can't help you fix yourself
But at least I can say I tried
I'm sorry but I gotta move on with my own life
I can't help you fix yourself
But at least I can say I tried
I'm sorry but I gotta move on with my own life"
 
 
Feeling: okayokay
Hearing: scars-papa roach