we are many things for many different people.
for amanda i am a bad-ass, i would take care of anything
for my parents i am the scholar
for many people i am the mother
for dessi i am, simply me
but what i want to know is, in the early hours of the morning, when everyone is asleep and the moonlight shines in on the mirror, what are you for you?
simply put, i don't know yet...
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It's good that your trying to find out about yourself . "Physician heal thy self" . I know you'll find that your a great person with a high intellect and emotions .
BUT @ 6:30 IN DA MORNING ?!?!?
Nobody can feel good or should ask any questions about yourself at that time in the day. Wait a couple of hours and have a couple of coffees ,then ask those questions . LOL .
wally dear, you were definitely a sage or philosopher in another life. thanx for da advice, much appreciated.
Here you try to understand yourself as well as be everything for everyone else but one should think what is it that you yourself want with your life. To be everything for everyone else is one thing but every once in a while you have to be something for yourself and I hope that one day you will find this as well as find someone to enjoy this. With Dessi it seems that you might have found a person that you might have a chance to do just that, with hopes I'm right.
It's not too often I quote little known classic genius songs from the 80's...but I must.
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If you look at your reflection
In the bottom of the well
What you see is only on the surface
If you try to see the meaning Hidden underneath
The measure of the depth can be deceiving
The bottom has a rocky reputation
You can feel it in the distance
People down your stare
From up above it's hard to see, But you know when you're there
On the bottom words are shallow
On the surface talk is cheap
You can only judge the distance by the company you keep.
In the eyes of the confessor.
In the eyes of the confessor
There's no place you can hide
You can't hide from the eyes.
Don't you even try.
In the eyes of the confessor
You can't tell a lie
You cannot tell a lie
Strip you down to size.
Naked as the day that you were born!
Naked as the day that you were born!
There's more to that song...
I suppose there is more to you. Perhaps you must ask yourself... are you a facet or a face?
with that cp you bring up a good point and one must question that within themselve, but you cant get a true idea of who you are until you learn the idea of what you have become. This itself is a hard thing to do and it takes family, friends, loved ones, and enemies to find this out. But I have to say when you do you may just find that you are both or something all together different and not what you wanted to be at all.
very nice cp, i like a lot. not only true, but well-worded.
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