Wednesday, May 25, 2011

Pride & Joy

Pride & Joy
By: Brandi Carlile


Time of day I can't recall


The kind of thing that takes it's toll

Over years and over time
Over smiles and over wine
All in all it wasn't bad
All in all it wasn't good
But I still care
That's the problem with the days
They're never long enough to say
What it is you never said
All the books you never read
I throw myself into the wind
Hoping somebody will pick me up
And carry me again

Where are you now?
Do you let me down?
Do you make me grieve for you?
Do i make you proud?
Do you get me now?
Am i your pride and joy?

I believe this to be true
Nothing sacred nothing new
No one tells you when its time
There are no warnings only signs
And you know that you're alone
You're not a child anymore
But you're still scared

All your mountains turn to rocks
All your oceans turn to drops
They are nothing like you thought
Can't be something you are not
Life is not a looking glass
Don't get tangled in your past
Like i am learning not to

Where are you now?
Do you let me down?
Do you make me grieve for you?
Do I make you proud?
Do you get me now?
Am I your pride and joy?

This pretty much sums up the life I've been living. A life spent looking through the binoculars of my life. Constantly stuck in the past and feeling like I was never going to be able to live inside MY life again but instead, a life that other people would rather view through the looking glass. A life I would rather view through the looking glass. A life I'm no longer going to be looking at but living. A dangerous process but a healing one at that. It's going to be very difficult for me and very easy all at the same time. It will be a growing process until the day I die and I will live through a lot of hardship because of it, but it's better than the fake, unhappy, facade of a life I choose to show you.

1 comment:

  1. Hmm... now I'm trying to figure out what it all means. Haha, I feel like with Pride and Joy, and types of life that are planned out and observed remind me of some sort of parental themes maybe? But I'm sure I'm totally off again. Haha

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