Scribble Out

There's so much you can express, if you think about it, you might discover how wonderful it is to find different ways to give shape to ideas for others to take them and understand them. Each person has magic inside themselves to provide their thoughts to others... but as wonderful it is, the universe throws complications for consequences to get created.

There's such a big difference between speaking your mind and speaking your heart. For some it's easier to express their ideas instead of their feelings, and vice versa but always keeping some information for ourselves and no one else.

Reasons everywhere... like fear, one reason that (I think) we all share: is fear of consequences. We're afraid of what could happen if we say every single thing we're thinking and feeling... 'Cause staying quiet might be safe for our well being, so we keep on saving that part of the information that we're still not ready to express.

That information is represented by feelings more than actual thoughts, because with feelings things are always more vulnerable, and we don't feel we have the control to avoid any kind of uncomfortable situations... or consequences that might hurt deeply. So we get used to have that info locked inside of us.

A week ago someone I met died... Someone who I wish I knew better, but I didn't just because I never really made the decision to say: Let me get to know you better, let's share perspectives, let me tell you how wonderful I think you are, and how much I admire the human you are. Today he's gone and what do I do with that "wasted" information?

We are here today, but what if tomorrow we're gone... What happens with the one that stays with all those words, feelings or thoughts... The one that's gone won't ever get it, and we are the ones that are suppose to stay here and figure out what to do with the things that were not said.

Words must get out.

Photo by Juan M.
Lyrics by Matchbox 20

All day staring at the ceiling
Making friends with shadows on my wall
All night hearing voices telling me
That I should get some sleep
Because tomorrow might be good for something

Hold on
Feeling like I'm headed for a breakdown
And I don't know why

[Chorus]

But I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell
I know right now you can't tell
But stay awhile and maybe then you'll see
A different side of me
I'm not crazy, I'm just a little impaired
I know right now you don't care
But soon enough you're gonna think of me
And how I used to be...me

I'm talking to myself in public
Dodging glances on the train
And I know, I know they've all been talking about me
I can hear them whisper
And it makes me think there must be something wrong with me
Out of all the hours thinking
Somehow I've lost my mind

[Chorus]

But I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell
I know right now you can't tell
But stay awhile and maybe then you'll see
A different side of me
I'm not crazy, I'm just a little impaired
I know right now you don't care
But soon enough you're gonna think of me
And how I used to be

I've been talking in my sleep
Pretty soon they'll come to get me
Yeah, they're taking me away

[Chorus]

But I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell
I know right now you can't tell
But stay awhile and maybe then you'll see
A different side of me
I'm not crazy, I'm just a little impaired
I know right now you don't care
But soon enough you're gonna think of me
And how I used to be

Yeah, how I used to be
How I used to be
Well, I'm just a little unwell
How I used to be
How I used to be
I'm just a little unwell

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  • There's a song I used to really like and that at some point I felt I could really relate to, It's called Unsaid by MxPx and the chorus goes something like this:

    "Some things are better left undone
    Some battles are better left unwon
    Some sad songs better left unsung

    Some fires are better left unfed
    Some pages better left unread
    Some words are better left unsaid"
    But as much as I like it, 'cause I still do, I can't help to notice how much our perspectives change over time, how mine has.

    Nowadays I try not to let opportunities go to waste, you know; things left undone, pages left unread and specially words left unsaid.

    I've learned to speak both mind and heart no matter the consequences, that way I avoid having to think about the "What if's"...most of the time, anyways...

  • Formatting seams to be a bit off with blogger lately... I erased the comment and reposted it and still got the same mistake.... weird...

  • Words must get out... That hurts sometimes... but yes.. we must.. :(

  • my love for both of you
    keep on sharing perspectives *

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