Baby, baby, baby when all your love is gone
Who will save me from all I'm up against out in this world
And maybe, maybe, maybe
You'll find something that's enough to keep you
But if the bright lights don't receive you
You should turn yourself around and come on home

I got a hole in me now
I got a scar I can talk about
She keeps a picture of me in her apartment in the city
But some things in this world
Man, they don't make sense
Some things you don't leave until they leave you
And then the things that you miss, you say
-Matchbox Twenty

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*sigh* A lot of music playing on the radio this morning made my thoughts wander. Lyrics do that to me: the provoke emotions that I try to ignore, and they have a way of stating truths I feel so strongly. It's not even always that they're talking exactly about anything in my life, but more that they have the idea that I'm feeling.

Not many people take lyrics so close to heart. My heart has been screaming out for someone to recognize the pain, and to relate to it. It's well hidden deep inside me, but touching on it just a little, I remember it's there.

I'm still not letting it out. It's still not the right time.

I wonder if it will ever be...