Emotions

Damn ain't he cute? This is Rob Thomas from Matchbox Twenty. Hubba Hubba.

Yet another post to irritate my brother, but a post to express feelings. Some people choose poetry, some choose pictures, I choose music.

I had the recent task of writing my life history, and it was not pleasant. It was very revealing and cleansing. Doug was a tad upset that he only got one page - but I told him I condensed 36 years into 5 pages and the fact that he got one whole one - wow. I love him a lot. I know anyone who reads my blog must be disgusted by my adoration but Doug truly is all that I say he is.

I like this song by Matchbox Twenty a lot, and it says what I feel in a way I can't express.

If I fall along the way

pick me up and dust me off

and if I get too tired to make it

be my breath so I can walk

If I need some other love

give me more than I can stand

and when my smile gets old and faded

wait around I'll smile again

shouldn't be so complicated

just hold me and then

just hold me again

can you help me I'm bent

I'm so scared that I'll never

get put back together

you're breaking me in

and this is how we will end

with you and me bent

If I couldn't sleep could you sleep

could you paint me better off

could you sympathize with my needs

I know you think I need a lot

I started out clean but I'm jaded

just phoning it in

just breaking the skin

start bending me

It's never enough

I feel all your pieces

start bending me

Keep bending me until I'm completely broken ins

houldn't be so complicated

just touch me and then

just touch me again