The Story of my Life, in Song.. Literally.

I want you to read these lyrics...

The song is "Weathered" by Creed

I lie awake on a long, dark night
I can’t seem to tame my mind
Slings and arrows are killing me inside
Maybe I can’t accept the life that’s mine
No I can’t accept the life that’s mine

Simple living is my desperate cry
Been trading love with indifference
yeah it suits me just fine
I try to hold on but I’m calloused to the bone
Maybe that’s why I feel alone
Maybe that’s why I feel so alone

Me…I’m rusted and weathered
Barely holding together
I’m covered with skin that peels and
it just won’t heal

The sun shines and I can’t avoid the light
I think I’m holding on to life too tight
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
Sometimes I feel like giving up
Sometimes I feel like giving up

Me…I’m rusted and weathered
Barely holding together
I’m covered with skin that peels
and it just won’t heal

The day reminds me of you
The night hides your truth
The earth is a voice
Speaking to you
Take all this pride
And leave it behind
Because one day it ends
One day we die
Believe what you will
That is your right
But I choose to win
So I choose to fight
To fight

I choose to fight. I do. But sometimes, some days, it feels like it's such a lost cause. It feels like I am fighting such a losing battle, that it's....

I remember a line from "Pump Up the Volume", one of my favorite movies...

"Being a teenager sucks!"

I'd like to amend that.

"Being a parent of a teenager sucks more!"

I got a long day ahead. I feel like crap. My mind is doing gymnastics around my butterfly filled stomach, and I just am looking so forward to staying in my room alone.

how's that for an existence for a wanna be writer?

sorry. i had to vent...