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| something bipolar: miscellaneous |
| 1 would you feel slighted if i said your love's not enough? (alanis morisette) 2 all i wanted was your approval. (alanis morisette) 3 would you condemn me to justify yourself? (job 40:8) 4 if something i say doesn't appear to make sense, it's probably beacuse i don't pride myself in your interpretations of my thoughts. 5 i contend we are all atheists. i just believe in one fewer gods than you. when you understand why you dismiss all the other possible gods, then you will understand why i dismiss yours. 6 there may be no "i" in team. but there is in "bite me." 7 you're nothing short of my everything. (ralph block) 8 i don't want you coming around here, flaunting your pomposity in my face. so please don't be that one that makes me hate people, because i'm already starting to hate all you stupid, selfish, and unfeeling creatures of creation. it's not what i came here to do. all i wanted was to love you, and you are making things very difficult. 9 i have sometimes sacrified freedom in order to belong, but more often i have given up all hope of belonging. 10 there was an emotion i had that was unclassifiable, and even when people asked if i had it, i said no because i knew they didn't have a name for it, and that meant they didn't know what it really was. or maybe they did. but i made it deeper and more meaningful than they had thought it could be. and it was always misunderstood for what it really was. i don't know if other people can see it, because it seemed like i made it and it made me, and it made me see something that few other people could be, and when i looked out into the world from the window of my mind, it seemed like all the happy people were shallow and dull, and i could only see the beauty in the grayness called ugly. 11 i wish i could kill you and savor the sight / get into the car and drive into the night / and lie like a scream to the heavens above / that i was the last one you ever loved. 12 would i be whining if i said i needed a hug? / would you feel slighted if i said your love's not enough? / how can i complain? / how can i complain when i'm the one who reaches for it? 13 it infuriates me to be wrong when i know i'm right. 14 and what i wouldn't give to smash my nothing into your face. 15 i'd like your respect, but i'd rather keep mine. 16 all your life you are told the things you cannot do. all your life they will say you're not good enough or strong enough or talented enough. they'll say you're the wrong height or the wrong type to play this or be this or achieve this. they will tell you no, a thousand times no until all the no's become meaningless. all your life they will tell you no, quite firmly and very quickly. they will tell you no, and you will tell them yes. 17 sometimes you have to jump off a bridge and hope you grow wings on your way down. 18 i believe in the sun, even when it's not shining. i believe in love, even when i feel it not. i believe in god, even when he is silent. (written on a concentration camp wall) 19 i cry for your help while the world looks on. they laugh at my hope when all hope is done, but i'll just keep praying when answers won't come. am i a fool, a i just a fool for standing along while they mock your name, "well, if your god is so good, tell us why all this pain?" i'm not sure, not so sure that god is to blame, so don't be a fool, please don't be a fool. 20 never be afraid to try something new. remember, amateurs built the ark. professionals built the titanic. 21 when you come to the edge of all the light you know, and are about to step off into the darkness of the unknown, faith is knowing one of two things will happen: there will be something solid to stand on or you will be taught how to fly. 22 if there were dreams to sell, what would you buy? |