Ben Folds: Still Fighting It

last night was one of those nights where something in every area of your life falls completely and hopelessly apart. i'm not going to sit here and try and justify what is going on... but from the start of the day with the sniper on the loose in my neighborhood to the negative happenings with two of the most important men in my life at the end of the day... i couldn't help but cry myself to sleep.

i'm not prepared for my english class today, and that says something. i'm always prepared for english. the worst part is that i really don't give a shit.

i'm crowding my life with a bunch of stuff i am supposed to do... and completely dropping the things that really matter to me. not to get all mushy but, sometimes i really hate this society and all the pressures that i have put on me by other people. i guess i need to grow up and try not to worry about how i effect others... or if i meet all their expectations.

it's starting to hurt because the greatest happiness i get is from other people... but if i don't keep the driving force inside me moving... i won't be able to get anything from anyone. except sadness.

everybody knows
it hurts to grow up
and everybody does
it's so weird to be back here
let me tell you what

the years go on and we're still fighting
and we're still fighting it

and you're
so much
like me...

i'm sorry.