Thursday, February 17, 2011

Reye

I do hope/pray that my Mom's eye will get better. I guess I sometimes forget that all these patients I take care of and nurse back to health are actually other people's moms and dads, brothers and sisters, and friends;it hits closer to home when those at home become sick. It just seems like one hard time after another these past few years. There have been the ups, but the downs seem to go further and further down each progressive time. Keep trudging through, things will get better, right? What do I have to look forward to? Graduation? Moving out? Getting my own to live, alone? Leave my parents to grow sick and die? Move off away from everything without a second thought? No, I can't, I won't.

Sick for days, so many ways
I'm aching now, I'm aching now
It's times like these, I need relief
Please show me how, oh, show me how

When I was young and moving fast
Nothing slowed me down, oh, slowed me down
Now I let the others pass
I've come around, oh, come around, 'cause I've found

Living just to keep going
Going just to be sane
All the while I know
It's such a shame

I don't need to get steady
I know just how I feel
Telling you to be ready
My dear






i should have written this
i have written this
why can't I wine and cry over tracks and get paid for it
hell
i'd make music free
i do make music for free
damn inspiration

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