Life: I want to live you.
I’ve never been very good at slant rhyme and that seems to be the secret to writing song lyrics. As I listen to songs I can hear them but when I sit here and try to make them up myself I cannot hear it and I cannot create it. I wish I could create.
Life: You scare me.
It’s like singing anyway…my voice is in the alto range but I can’t just hear it unless someone else is also singing alto and sitting near enough to me for me to follow their lead. I cannot sing unless someone shows me the way. I wish I could lead.
Life: Are you my friend?
These small things in life—hearing a note, finding a rhyme—mean nothing to so many people. Why do I worry about them? For the same reason I worry about so many other little things: No one to help with the big things.
(Scared Teddy by droool)
6 comments:
Oddly enough, I think the secret is in one of my kids' books: Whether it's sweet and beautiful, or loud and gravely, what's important is that you sing.
Nice site redesign, by the way.
That should be "gravelly" by the way.
I like the new layout. It's pretty awesome. Also, beautiful post. Sad, too. I believe in you.
I like to sing too, but in sounds like a cat drag by it`s tail. Sorry bad language Norwegian ;)
Other than to let you know I read this and appreciated your expression of it, I don't know what to say other than hang in there. I'm sure you're doing it already, though.
appreciate the concern which is been rose. The things need to be sorted out because
it is about the individual but it can be with everyone.
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