I've been tired this week with work and all. Nothing at all is going on at work. Nothing important anyway. Doing much of what I'd do at home, only much (much) less productive. I can't program or do anything (but answer tech support and read news). Since money from E-Blah comes from upgrades and and new versions — I won't make much off of it this summer. Oh well. What's worse is when I get home I have 4 to 5 hours to do … something. I can't program because if I start something I like to finish it that night. I'm too tired to do anything on top of that. I guess I have weekends. Weekends are full, though. I wish I had someone to talk to. Guess complaining about that won't change anything though. I see as much drama at work now as I did in high school. That always makes life happy. It reminds me of times past … but back again. Maybe some people just don't grow up. Maybe. *sigh*
If weakness is a wound
That no one wants to speak of
Then “cool” is just how far we have to fall
I am not immune
I only want to be loved
But I feel safe behind the firewall
Can I lose my need to impress?
If you want the truth, I need to confessI’m not alright
I’m broken inside, broken inside
And all I go through
It leads me to you, it leads me to youBurn away the pride
Bring me to my weakness
Until everything I hide behind is gone
And when I’m open wide
With nothing left to cling to
Only you are there to lead me on
Cause honestly, I’m not that strongI’m not alright
I’m broken inside, broken inside
And all I go through
It leads me to you, it leads me to youAnd I move, and I move, and I move…closer to you
And I move, and I move, and I move…closer to you
And I move, and I move, and I move…closer to you
And I move, and I move, and I move…I’m not alright
I’m broken inside, broken inside
broken inside, broken inside
And all I go through
Leads me to you, leads me to youI’m not alright, I’m not alright, I’m not alright…that’s why I need you