These Are The Thoughts
I love this song by Alanis Morissette. I have to say that I think she would be a prime candidate for LIAC, and indeed a good theme artist. However, maybe she has better things to do with her time? Just a thought...
These are the thoughts that go through my head
In my backyard on a Sunday afternoon
When I have the house to myself and I am not
Expending all that energy on fighting with my boyfriend
Is he the one that I will marry? Why is it so hard to be objective about myself?
Why do I feel cellularly alone? Am I supposed to live in this crazy city?
Can blindly continued fear-induced regurgitated life-denying tradition be overcome?
Where does the money go that I send to those in need?
If we have so much why do some people have nothing still?
Why do I feel frantic when I first wake up in the morning?
Why do you say you are spiritual yet you treat people like shit?
How can you say you’re close to God
And yet you talk behind my back as though I am not
A part of you? Why do I say I’m fine when it’s obvious I’m not?
Why’s it so hard to tell you what I want? Why can’t you just read my mind?
Why do I fear that the quieter I am the less you will listen?
Why do I care whether you like me or not?
Why is it so hard for me to be angry?
Why is it such work to stay conscious and so easy to get stuck
And not the other way around?
Will I ever move back to Canada?
Can I be with a lover with whom I am a student and a master?
Why am I encouraged to shut my mouth when it gets too close to home?
Why cannot I live in the moment?
These are the thoughts that go through my head
In my backyard on a Sunday afternoon
When I have the house to myself and I am not
Expending all that energy on fighting with my boyfriend
Is he the one that I will marry? Why is it so hard to be objective about myself?
Why do I feel cellularly alone? Am I supposed to live in this crazy city?
Can blindly continued fear-induced regurgitated life-denying tradition be overcome?
Where does the money go that I send to those in need?
If we have so much why do some people have nothing still?
Why do I feel frantic when I first wake up in the morning?
Why do you say you are spiritual yet you treat people like shit?
How can you say you’re close to God
And yet you talk behind my back as though I am not
A part of you? Why do I say I’m fine when it’s obvious I’m not?
Why’s it so hard to tell you what I want? Why can’t you just read my mind?
Why do I fear that the quieter I am the less you will listen?
Why do I care whether you like me or not?
Why is it so hard for me to be angry?
Why is it such work to stay conscious and so easy to get stuck
And not the other way around?
Will I ever move back to Canada?
Can I be with a lover with whom I am a student and a master?
Why am I encouraged to shut my mouth when it gets too close to home?
Why cannot I live in the moment?
posted by A Girl Like Me | 6:02 pm
I hate people that post song lyrics. *spit*
If you want us all to read an Alanis song, then just its title and some commentary on why we should would do the trick. WHY POST THE WHOLE FUCKER IN ITALICS?
Juliet... Perhaps Evil Incarnate should produce guidelines as to what can and cannot be posted on LIAC. Then we'd have a truly censored, nanny-state style blog.
Why do you think I want censorship? If people want to be idiotic, let them. I just like to point it out, in case they want to be slightly less idiotic in future.
Right... I could swear, but I'm sedate right now.
i like lyrics. but i'm a chick. *barf*
but once, i posted some in german and tess was really moved by them. just because you don't like them, doesn't mean that others don't.
There was more point to your post than just pasting lyrics.
That's my point.