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I just want to run | just want to hide away |
Just want to leave | don't want to hear them say |
You're no good at this
Break me open | tear me down | ...
You can mould and shape me in your image
Breathe your life, you know I need it |
Scars make us stronger for life
Losing myself | Gaining it back again
Forging strength in weakness
All that I am | All that I meant to be
Melting in your hands
Break me open | tear me down | ...
You can mould and shape me in your image
Breathe your life, you know I need it |
Scars make us stronger for life
~ excerpt from "Scars" by Corrinne May
Words that struck me and comfort me
A song that can't get off my head
after hearing it in "The Leap Years"
Struggling to meet deadlines and
cope with my endless thoughts and commitments.
Woke up one morning feeling an intense pain in my head.
Thought i was going to snap.
Turned out to be heatiness and fever coming my way.
Couldn't concentrate, feeling all distress and lousy,
trying to finish my work last minute.
Skipped school to skip presentation and studio.
Felt even worse. Disappointed with myself.
Penitential Service saved me and comforted me.
And reminded me (by Moli), that we're all not perfect and mighty.
Have not been communicating with Him well.
Repercussion of communication breakdown.
Just felt so vulnerable suddenly and
I really needed a check on my coping stance/ability.
New life awaits...
or rather same old life continues but with new perspectives.
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