This is Not the End.

You're not doing it alone. You're not doing this alone. For my darling, you have crossed and the waves have taken you away. As I lay my head on your chest. I can hear it in your veins. I will be here, i will be there, for you. Please wake me up when you come to bed. Toughen up,this world isn't kind to little things 

You're not doing this alone. We can dance in a front row again I need you to be strong for us. Don't you know that when you stand, you stand up for the both of us. Every tear you shed is cleansing, i will shed some tears tonight. 

You're not doing this alone. God damnit, you are not doing this alone.

I know the times are hard for you

I'll be the friend you can turn to

I will be there when you're feeling scared

Don't be afraid, these arms will keep you safe toight 

Confused

As i sit and read previously posted entries, i can't help but laugh at myself. Why am i constantly thinking different things? Why (a few days later) do i wish i never typed what i typed? Why am i so silly? Lately i have heard the same complaints over and over and over again, and not by just one person. by multiple people. On one hand, i feel bad and want to change my habits for them... but on the other hand... why cant they just understand that this is just the way that i am????

"Oh Lord it's hard to be humble

but I'm doing the best that I can.

I guess you could say I'm a loner,

a cowboy outlaw tough and proud.

I could have lots of friends if I want to

but then I wouldn't stand out from the crowd.

Some folks say that I'm egotistical.

Hell, I don't even know what that means.

I guess it has something to do with the way that I

fill out my skin tight blue jeans. 
Oh Lord it's hard to be humble"