Thursday, July 1, 2010

Nothing




I am nothing
See me trying
Can't keep doing this
I am nothing
Everything's wrong
I don't want to feel like this
Any more
I am nothing
Question everything
Paint my smiles to worry
I am nothing
Crazy woman
What do you do that for
I am nothing
Follow me
Point out all my wrongs
I am nothing
Nothing's right
All is wrong
I am nothing
You know nothing
Where to turn to
I am nothing
Want to run
Away from all of this
I am nothing
Hurt me deeply
Crying deep inside
I am nothing
Not an equal
I thought I was so much more
I am nothing
I am changing
I am learning
I am trying
I am loving
I am wondering
I am living
I am breathing
I am crying
I am pleading
I am running
I am screaming
I am open
I am forgiving
I am sick
I am tired
I am messed-up
I am music
I am laughter
I am sadness
I am midnight
I am storm clouds
I am sunshine
I am anything
I am who I am...

And who I have yet to be
Remains a mystery

If I am nothing
Maybe I want to be

Just to be...

JJE

Friday, June 11, 2010

Babies Don't Keep...

I don't know who wrote this originally, but I really like it.

"Mother, oh Mother, come shake out your cloth Empty the dustpan, poison the moth, Hang out the washing and butter the bread, Sew on a button and make up a bed. Where is the mother whose house is so shocking? She's up in the nursery, blissfully rocking. Oh, I've grown shiftless as Little Boy Blue (lullaby, rockaby, lullaby loo). Dishes are waiting and bills are past due (pat-a-cake, darling, and peek, peek-a-boo). The shopping's not done and there's nothing for stew And out in the yard there's a hullabaloo But I'm playing Kanga and this is my Roo. Look! Aren't her eyes the most wonderful hue? (lullaby, rockaby, lullaby loo). The cleaning and scrubbing will wait till tomorrow, For children grow up, as I've learned to my sorrow. So quiet down, cobwebs. Dust go to sleep. I'm rocking my baby and babies don't keep..."
~Unknown