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Is there ever any other way To separate shame from anything And everything I say I want to speak I want to talk I want to express myself If you’d rather hear me or not I want to sing I want to dance Express myself complete with every chance I want to live I want…
I keep on falling down Can’t seem to keep on standing I feel so trapped down here Buried beneath tons of rubble Don’t see a way out From my own mental handicaps So used to thinking That it’s all impossible Especially what I want the most I don’t know what to do to escape this…
Imagine what it’s like to be a child again Before you had to go to school Before you had to dress up and act cool You simply got to play That was the highest aim of each day You had nothing to lose You could make a fool of yourself Because that’s what fun Is…
I wrote a song of forgiveness I showed that I can let go I gave the gift to myself The gift of freedom at long last As surely as the wind blows As surely as the sun shines The scales fell off my eyes I once was lost, but now I’m found I once was…
An idiot genius trapped in his own mind A mental playground A whirly go merry go round An exhaustion of options Caught up with thinking too much Where is my heart in all this Could it be I’ve given up The longest distance to travel Is traversing from head to heart The greatest leap of…
I’ve been searching for something real For oh so long I end up wondering if I’ll ever find it When I was a boy I thought that it was possible To find what I’m searching for But somewhere along the way I got so tired I had to rest As the years stretched into decades…
Where is the connection That I used to have Where is the connection That I used to feel Did it gradually fade away Or did it disappear all at once If I look beneath the surface I could find that The connection is always there Has loneliness been my friend I’ve been by myself Among…
What forbidden knowledge did I seek As I went to the basement I was only two years old I couldn’t keep my balance Like Humpty Dumpty, I took a great fall There was no gate to stop me I kept on rolling and hitting my head On seemingly every step on the way down Getting…
For so many years I’ve looked at what’s lacking Could it be something Could it be me Didn’t know where to start With counting my blessings That only seemed like a useless cliché Be careful what you wish for You just might get it I kept wishing for what I didn’t want In my powerlessness…
What is there to say Some grand, sweeping statement That sums up all of life Oh, sure, there’s been pressure to perform I’ve got much to give Then why do I withhold That goes back to days of old When what I had to give wasn’t wanted Why wasn’t it wanted Do people have a…
What lights you up What keeps you awake at night In a good way Too excited to sleep Found in the arms of God’s embrace A whole new world awaits you Like when you were younger And everything seemed possible A magical wonderland Where your dreams come true You may have been naïve back then…
Is youth really wasted on the young What would I do if I was younger again Would I go jumping out of planes Would I do all the things I didn’t do Back when I had the chance Would I have a life free of regrets Would I catch up with the wisdom And knowledge…
I see heaven through your eyes You communicate paradise to me With the patience of an angel You keep setting me free You help build me up to be a better man And I keep doing the best that I can You enhance my dream Strengthen my will And stimulate my creativity For you, I…
My Heart: What do you wanna be when you grow up? Me: I already am grown up. My Heart: Then you begin to see yourself clearly. You’re gaining clarity about who you already are. Me: I’ve longed for a definite direction to go in. I’ve seen certain other people have a clarity of purpose. They know…
Me: I’ve had trouble getting excited enough about my own life. Why is that? My Heart: Are you comparing your own life to dreams you’ve had? Me: Yes, at least partly. There’s the dreams I’ve had for how I’d like my life to be and there’s the dreams I’ve had when my eyes were closed. My Heart: There’s…
Me: I don’t trust my own voice. My Heart: That is an extremely common problem to have. You don’t want to stand out. You don’t want to look like a fool. You don’t trust yourself. Me: I don’t see the value of what I have to say. I consider that others have already said something…
My Heart: Are you looking for comfort? Me: It would help, yes. My Heart: What troubles you? Me: The central issue of why I’ve avoided being connected with you, my heart. My Heart: The avoidance of connection with me for so much of your life. Me: I remember a period of time when I felt numb. I couldn’t feel anything. My Heart: You…
These conversations with my heart can seem like “Dear Diary” entries. I especially enjoy the interactivity of the back and forth conversations. What’s on Your Mind? What’s on Your Heart? My Heart: What’s on your mind today? Me: I’m annoyed. My Heart: That’s interesting. I ask you what’s on your mind, and you mention an emotion you’re…
I like to think of my heart as being a more mature version of myself. I consider my heart to be a mentor for me, and I enoy the conversations that we have. Microscopic Faith or Faith as Visible as a Mustard Seed? Me: I have long considered fear to be my biggest obstacle, but recently…