Okay. I give up. Not really, but I want to. Stuff keeps happening and I keep saying "oh, no big deal". You can only think that so many times before it looses some of the meaning.
I guess I deal with things by brushing them off, but I'm out of room to brush stuff too. Am I really THAT different then everyone else? I mean, come on. Every single thing I like is "wrong" or "uncool" or "in bad taste". Why? Why me? What am I doing wrong? People say that they appreciate me for being me no matter what. Do they "appreciate" me just so they have someone to make fun of. Someone for them to be above?
What if it is a big deal? What if I, just maybe, like the things I like for a reason? What if I take insults to my interests as insults to me because I put my all into everything?
What makes all of us hate?
We're all the same
We roll the dice
And we play your game
We complicate
Show us the way
Before it's too late
And the whole thing breaks
We have a name
We all create
Everything else,
the mistakes we made
We'll make a change
We'll concentrate
Before we suffocate
Can't hold this in
And keep it quiet any longer
I've fallen in
And now this feeling's getting stronger
Take my breath away
Now I'm trying to get up
I'm trying to retrace
My steps back
To wherever I messed up
Is forever enough?
-Sasha
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i know you'll be there, whenever I wake up.
Awesome song- actually my favorite Hawk Nelson song. =)
I don't think you do everything wrong, sure you're interests are different than the interests of most, but that definitely doesn't make them wrong.
I don't really know much about the matter though so I'm not really one to give council
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