but that could never be...

yeah it's a good song
the lyrics are better than the melody
so says i
one mustn't neccesarily agree with me
but if you do get turned off by the music, at least read the lyrics
ok
'nuff preaching, right ?
onward!

beautiful by joydrop

If i was beautiful like you
all the things I would do
Those not so blessed
would be crying out murder
And I'd just laugh
And get away with it too
Like you do

If i was beautiful like you
I would never be at fault
I would walk in the rain
between the raindrops
Bringing traffic to a halt

But that can never be
that will never, never be
Cause i'm not beautiful like you
I'm beautiful like me

If i was beautiful like you
I'd be quick to assume
They'd do anything to please me
At night I see their reaction
when you walk into the room

But that can never be
that will never, never be
Cause i'm not beautiful like you
I'm beautiful like me

Beautiful
beautiful like me
like me
like me

If i was beautiful like you
I'd have so many friends
Always fighting for my time
to be next in line
So if i hurt one
i wouldnt have to make amends

That can never be
that will never never be
Cause i'm not beautiful like you
i'm not beautiful like you
i'm not beautiful like you
I'm beautiful like me

beautiful like me
beautiful like me
I'm beautiful like me
I'm beautiful like me

weakly reader

vodkamom wrote something about weekly readers
so yeah.
we used to get 'em.
but i'll be perfectly candid, i never read them.
good books, i'm sure.
never read 'em.
why, you ask ?
because i actually COULDN'T READ that well.
and i thought it said weakly reader .
now, i was young when i started reading (they thought i was gifted back in the day), so when i saw the weekly reader i said "i'll be damned if i'm gonna read one of those".
y'all aint callin' this hea reader a weakly reader.
aint nuthin' weak about my readin'.
pshaw.

so i missed out on a lot of good books.
oh well.
i've spent the better part of my adulthood catching up.
may explain a thing or two...

did i ask too much

more than a lot
you gave me nothing,
now it's all i've got.

one - U2

not the classic version, but i like it anyway.
change of pace.
sue me.
i've got a lawyer.
no i dont.

so anyway...

and maybe you just need a friend

as clumsy as you've been
there's no one laughing

good song

clumsy - our lady peace

should post all the lyrics
but for some reason it never seems to work and it's rather tedious
not such a fast typist am i

anyway...

because

because there's not much to say
when all the faces are smiling
and no one is talking
and the darkness seems to exist only for me
and only around me
and i see a dark skinned girl fixing her hair
and i wonder where i'm going
and why i'm going there
and then i realize
that there is no point
other than the promises i made
and that they were a big mistake
and that behind me is gray water
and clouds

a curious question

i keep getting pop-up ads that offer some variation of -

"turn yourself into a caricature!"

or

"become a cartoon!"


um....yeah.
i really dont think need help in that department.


thangyooverimuuuuusch.

here lies the charlatan

how sad, that he never was who he was.
he was always someone else.
how sad, that he never went to the places he wanted to go.
he was always somewhere else.
never ate the foods.
never drank the drinks.
never danced the dances.
never told anyone who he really was.
how sad, that he lived in fear of being discovered.
what a shame, that he never spoke the words he wanted to say.
and never said them the way he wanted to.
what a shame, that he sat at his desk, paralyzed.
what a shame, that he penned this eulogy in the prime of his life.
with the colored ink he so adored.
at a job that made him more money than most.
with a family that loved him.
with fine clothing, fine food, and a fine home.
what a shame, that in his quest to be all things to all people, he was little to himself.