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I am a mess.
I have no idea who I am anymore. Who I thought I was, I'm not, who I want to be, I dont' think I can be, and who I dont think I want to be, I think i am...
I can’t stand to fly
I’m not that naive
I’m just out to find
The better part of me
I’m more than a bird…I’m more than a plane
More than some pretty face beside a train
It’s not easy to be me
Wish that I could cry
Fall upon my knees
Find a way to lie
About a home I’ll never see
It may sound absurd…but don’t be naive
Even Heroes have the right to bleed
I may be disturbed…but won’t you concede
Even Heroes have the right to dream
It’s not easy to be me
Up, up and away…away from me
It’s all right…You can all sleep sound tonight
I’m not crazy…or anything…
I can’t stand to fly
I’m not that naive
Men weren’t meant to ride
With clouds between their knees
I’m only a man in a silly red sheet
Digging for kryptonite on this one way street
Only a man in a funny red sheet
Looking for special things inside of me
It’s not easy to be me.
This song makes me cry...
I don't know why i'm so sad I need to talk to someone I really trust. which is no one.
I have no idea who I am anymore. Who I thought I was, I'm not, who I want to be, I dont' think I can be, and who I dont think I want to be, I think i am...
I can’t stand to fly
I’m not that naive
I’m just out to find
The better part of me
I’m more than a bird…I’m more than a plane
More than some pretty face beside a train
It’s not easy to be me
Wish that I could cry
Fall upon my knees
Find a way to lie
About a home I’ll never see
It may sound absurd…but don’t be naive
Even Heroes have the right to bleed
I may be disturbed…but won’t you concede
Even Heroes have the right to dream
It’s not easy to be me
Up, up and away…away from me
It’s all right…You can all sleep sound tonight
I’m not crazy…or anything…
I can’t stand to fly
I’m not that naive
Men weren’t meant to ride
With clouds between their knees
I’m only a man in a silly red sheet
Digging for kryptonite on this one way street
Only a man in a funny red sheet
Looking for special things inside of me
It’s not easy to be me.
This song makes me cry...
I don't know why i'm so sad I need to talk to someone I really trust. which is no one.
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Date: 2001-11-25 02:55 pm (UTC)Most of us go through that process and I just want to let you know that you are not alone.
I have been trying to figure out who I am since I was 16 or so..or even earlier than that..and I want so many questions answered, like "why me" or just plain "why". Some things the world around us can only attempt to answer but it will never be satisfying.
Sometimes I think I found myself and I am happy, when in actuallity I am only creating a diversion, but for that 5 minutes of non-philosophical bliss I keep yearning for.
Your journey is starting and it never stops.
I used to cry endlessly, but now I don't even have the tears for it anymore and just because I want to figure out who Stojanka is.
You have to relate yourself to the world and look into various explanations philosophers and theologians go about explaining it. [as cheesy as it sounds].
Personally, for me Buddhism explained many things, but that's still not enough. [I've been studying Buddhism on my own since 9th grade, not as a religion though..]
We live in a confusing world where they potray faux images and falsities concerning what we really should be.
But be aware that you are an individual in the world and it is VERY VERY normal and healthy to ask who you actually are. It's a scary thing , but it's a part of our crazy lives... and then again you can find yourself in the simplest things, and that's where many of us have a problem . We look too far to try to find ourselves when the answer can be right in front of our noses, depending on the individual.
I just wanted to throw in couple of my own cents into this and what I think of it and how I take it day by day.
*hugs you mucho*
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Date: 2001-11-25 10:11 pm (UTC)