12.04.2009

In Lieu of reading the 2 previous psycho posts. . .

I've been walking around all day thinking.
I think I have a problem: I think I think too much.
I've been taught to hold back my tears and avoid them
but you make pain into something I could touch.

I've been walking around all day laughing
think I'd be better off with out you here
and I bet you're sweet and hard to get over
so I cry and people stop and stare
that's okay let them stop and stare.

Cause I am fragile
I am hopeless
I'm not perfect
but I'm free.

I've been walking around all day waiting
and waiting is all I seem to do
cause I never get it unless I'm fed
but this time I'll just have to

And I am fragile
I am hopeless
I'm not perfect
but I'm free.

Say you're not around when I'm finished.
If you're not around that's too bad.
Hope you're safe and sound not alone now
cause you know I believe in you.

I'm still fragile
I'm still hopeless
I'm not perfect
but I'm free.

Maria Mena says it best. . . .
Thank you for your patience in my insanity

3 comments:

Chad and Jordan Wilson said...

Jules this is such a beautiful song. You are so good at looking at your self in the mirror. its like your soul shines through in your music in your writing in things you surround your self with. you are my role model.

cindi said...

holy shi irony... why is miss mena singing about you?

Jules Morrow said...

i know, right? songs are frightening sometimes. . . Jordan, I still think of you as one of the greatest friends i have. is that completely creepy?