Bre's Table

My Life is a Song

February 26, 2008

<p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style="font-family: Georgia;">As I was driving home from Nicks house this afternoon I had a revelation. I seem to feel like I have these when I make an important decision or path choice in my life. Usually I'll be thinking about this and the song that explains EVERYTHING will come on the radio. So I'm at a point that its time to make that dreaded decision. So here is the story today...</span><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style="font-family: Georgia;">I went out to Nicks house to get a bag full of goods and things between us (to me at least) have been a bit awkward lately... where to we stand? Our lives have begun to come to a parting point, it sucks... I love having Nick around all the time but seriously, for me its time to put myself together again and get ready for the next stage of my life... I need to concentrate on classes and work and really... that is all I have to do. What I think I've been doing to myself is feeling like I need something else to fill some void, well I got that void filled and realize now that its time to just work on two things and both of those have to do with me. </span><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style="font-family: Georgia;">As I'm writing this its every thought that I feel looking at my life from an outsiders view. I just realized to myself that I really am nothing other than a working student and I dont know what I've been doing with all of this extra stuff lately. I mean, I like to have these social realtionships but I just realized that I do not have to base my life around them. Why did this revelation come so late to me. I have been stressing myself out forever about this and really there was nothing to stress about in the beginning. </span><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style="font-family: Georgia;">All of these thoughts are coming to me because I heard one song, now if I can think back to my thoughts a little bit of go I may be able to explain for my "later self" what I was thinking right now on February 26. </span><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style="font-family: Georgia;">February by the way is probably one of the worst months of the year, and this year... it will be good because so far and granted there are 3 days left of february this year but it hasn't been the worst month of my life like every other February seems to be. </span><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style="font-family: Georgia;">Damn......<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><i style=""><span style="font-family: Georgia;">(I had to come back and write this part in once I gathered my thoughts, so it might be a little random, kind of like my thoughts…. )<o:p></o:p></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><i style=""><span style="font-family: Georgia;">I was listening to the radio waiting to find out what fate had in store for me today. I usually turn to music and whatever comes on to help me through whatever thoughts are going through my head. The song that was on the radio was one by Rihanna <st1:place st="on"><st1:placetype st="on">ft.</st1:PlaceType> <st1:placename st="on">Ne-yo</st1:PlaceName></st1:place> called "Hate That I Love You". When I heard this on it turned my thoughts to loving Nick. Really what I had just experienced was an awkward attempt at figuring out what I needed. At the end of it was the hug and of course a mutual… friendship pat. I felt kind of like it was one of those fate moments that just happened to open up my eyes, and maybe it was intentional from him, he is known to do those type of things. Anyways the song that is on the radio is hate that I love you which at one time is kind of how I felt in my confusion <o:p></o:p></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style="font-family: Georgia;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style="font-family: Georgia;">Ok the song:</span><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><b><span style="font-family: Georgia;">PAPA ROACH </span></b><span style="font-family: Georgia;">
<b>"Scars"</b>
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<u1:p></u1:p><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><b><span style="font-family: Georgia;">I open my heart to every person in my life and some people see much more of it than others… Nick I gave all of my heart to as one of the best friends I may ever have. I really do care too much, care too much about everything that has to do with Nick and nobody else. Every memory that I have and every habit that I have formed remind me that this is part of my life and who I am and will become. </span></b><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><b><span style="font-family: Georgia;">And I feel:</span></b><span style="font-family: Georgia;">
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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<u1:p></u1:p></span><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><b><span style="font-family: Georgia;"><o:p> </o:p></span></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><b><span style="font-family: Georgia;">I smoked a lot today when I picked up my bag from Nicks house. I've become somewhat of a 'pothead' I guess. I never wanted to label myself as a true smoker but really, I enjoy the way it makes me feel and the way that I can explore and express my feelings after I have smoked, like now… That was a bit of a side note, but anyways… I just want to be alone to write and feel. I have needed to figure things out for a long time and I come to these conclusions and then do nothing about them well I've made some changes in my life and these changes are about to see a huge uprooting because its time to grow up… Another side note, this could take a while and….<u1:p></u1:p> </span></b><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><b><span style="font-family: Georgia;">I don’t really know how to put my thoughts on paper, I just want to note now that when I'm writing I am trying to write exactly what I am thinking and so I do exactly what I'm doing right now and that is reading back over what I have read to find my train of thought I guess…. I just want to write and not think about the writing but just my thoughts… Ok back on track:<u1:p></u1:p></span></b><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><b><span style="font-family: Georgia;">Ok I am going to have to listen to the verse again to get back on track… <u1:p></u1:p></span></b><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><b><span style="font-family: Georgia;"><u1:p>I guess I'm high and I want to be able to explore the thoughts that I've had lately and the events that have led up to this point that I guess is re-evaluation time. I'm not mad at him for coming around I enjoyed our friendship and I hope that we will be friends forever because I really cant imagine a world without knowing that he is out there successful and happy somewhere. I'm not sure where he'll be but I really do hope that he will be happy someday. </u1:p></span></b><span style="font-family: Georgia;">
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
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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
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<!--[endif]--></span><o:p></o:p></p> <u1:p></u1:p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><b><span style="font-family: Georgia;">I did everything I could to be everything to him. I worked myself short just to be there. I told myself a million times that I needed to stop and that it was over. I hope its not 'over' but I know it's different. I see things spiraling around you and I feel there is nothing I can do to help you. Your life started to spiral a long time before I was ever in it though. I think you've been through a lot and this is just another bump in the road. Losing your job, trying to fight custody of your son, who you never see, fighting with an ex girlfriend that you love, putting on a show for your friends so they will think you are ok, not many people know how you really are the true you. Great in every way and wonderful to know, but you have some stuff you wore on your sleeve for me and I'll never forget that. I see all of this stuff around you and I've given you everything that I can, I've offered you my hand. I'm a genuine girl and I will give you everything I have if I can help you, but now… I'm done. <u1:p></u1:p></span></b><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><b><span style="font-family: Georgia;"><u1:p> </u1:p></span></b><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style="font-family: Georgia;">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<u1:p></u1:p></span><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style="font-family: Georgia;"><u1:p> </u1:p></span><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><b style=""><span style="font-family: Georgia;">Knowing you has meant so much to me. You've taught me things that I would have never known about myself and made me really grow up and put out there what I need to do in my life to make myself successful. You've opened up my eyes as well as my heart and I thank you for that. </span><o:p></o:p></b></p> <u1:p></u1:p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style="font-family: Georgia;"><u1:p>
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<u1:p></u1:p> </u1:p></span><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style="font-family: Georgia;"> </span><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><b><span style="font-family: Georgia;">You don’t get it of course and I may never be able to tell you how I really feel but that is okay. It seems as though you should have never come and I don’t understand why I can't get you out of my head. Your falling hard and I cant help you out. I have given you so much and left my heart completely open to you and you didn’t even get it. I can't help you anymore, you need to help yourself now. You've given me everything that you can and now I've given it to you... it's time to fix yourself. </span></b><o:p></o:p></p> <u1:p></u1:p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style="font-family: Georgia;"><u1:p> </u1:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style="font-family: Georgia;">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<u1:p></u1:p></span><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style="font-family: Georgia;"> </span><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><b><span style="font-family: Georgia;">I obviously can't help you fix yourself, I did try. I will always know that you are a great person with everything to offer the world. I wish I could wave my magic wand and rain true happiness all over you because you really have given me a new opening to my life…. At least I can say I tried to help you with my great advice and total brelapses… I know you'll think about them sometimes. I know you've probably already moved on a long time ago, and I'm sorry it took me so long but I think it really is time for me to move on. And I'm moving…<u1:p></u1:p></span></b><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><b><span style="font-family: Georgia;"><u1:p> </u1:p></span></b><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style="font-family: Georgia;">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<u1:p></u1:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><b><span style="font-family: Georgia;">I sit in tears and write this, to my future self and the eagerness to see what feelings are like… well these are real… they are everything. I feel completely free right now, free to move on from the first stage of my life. I keep thinking this is the ending to a stage and I'm just getting onto a new one… well life is kind of like a lot of things and there are a million metaphors for life. This song is just one of many. <u1:p></u1:p></span></b><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style="font-family: Georgia;"><u1:p> </u1:p></span><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style="font-family: Georgia;">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
<b>So many things were figured out for myself in the past nine months. Its just weird that this song sums up so much in one song. It makes me feel free, scared, and ready. </b><u1:p></u1:p></span><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><b><span style="font-family: Georgia;">When this song is being sung I hear… I tear my heart open, I sell myself short. <u1:p></u1:p></span></b><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><b><span style="font-family: Georgia;">I think that this means so much to me because I really do feel that I don’t give myself enough credit for the things that I do. Its time to take credit for those things and move on to my next step. <u1:p></u1:p></span></b><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style="font-family: Georgia;">The first step I have to take is to be a student and an employee. I need to remember my friends in there somewhere as I love my friends for everything that they have given me and I'm ready to take that step. <u1:p></u1:p></span><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style="font-family: Georgia;">I have so many thoughts that I want to put onto paper but I just cant because they disappear just as quickly as I decide to write them. <u1:p></u1:p></span><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style="font-family: Georgia;">I really wish that I had a typewriter for my thoughts.</span><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="">
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