“Right now I’m the blues in your left thigh, trying to be the funk in your right.”
I want some funk in my right. Oh wait…what is that?
Who’s got a shoulder when I need to cry
I feel restless and I don't know why
Cry for help, but still feel alone
Like a motherless child along way from home
Lord I'm lost I can't find my way
I'm dealing with the struggles in my day to day
My soul is weak and I wanna be strong
I try to run away but I've been running to long
At want point do bad habits become plain ole personality traits?
It might seem that a habit must be overcome and one must work harder and better. But what if it is not possible because it is not actually a bad habit but just an unfortunate personality trait.
Then a few questions may arise:
Was this a bad habit that turned into a personality trait and a persons norm?
OR
Was this always a personality trait that was mistakenly believed to be just “something to work on?”
OR
Is a personality trait and bad habit one and the same?
In other words…
Can you make your better better than my better? Can you make your better just as good as my better? Or did your better never have a chance and expectations should be adjusted accordingly?
I can almost see it
That dream I am dreaming
But there's a voice inside my head saying
"You'll never reach it"
Every step I'm taking
Every move I make feels
Lost with no direction
My faith is shaking
But I gotta keep trying
Gotta keep my head held high
There's always gonna be another mountain
I'm always gonna wanna make it move
Always gonna be a uphill battle
Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose
Ain't about how fast I get there
Ain't about what's waiting on the other side
It's the climb
Get me out
Into the night-time
Four walls wont hold me tonight
If this town
Is just an apple
Then let me take a bite
It's not so easy loving me
It gets so complicated
All the things you've gotta be
Everything's changin
But you're the truth
My love is tainted by your touch
Cuz some guys have shown me aces
But you've got that royal flush
I know it's crazy everyday
Well tomorrow may be shaky
And don't ask me why I love you
It's obvious your tenderness
Is what I need to make me
a better woman to myself
to myself, myself
You're gonna save me from myself
I don't wanna' spend my life jaded
Waiting to wake up one day and find
That I've let all these years go by
Wasted
Oh I don't wanna' keep on wishing, missing
The still of the morning, the color of the night
I ain't spending no more time
Wasted
(was reading through previous posts and felt the need to repost a special one because it caused a smile)
"I'm starting with the Man in the River."
"Can you not use up my blinker."
"I'm going to buy a regulation luffa."