I'd thought I might do something crazy
Just to get it out of my blood
I'd been thinking about myself too much
And that's never a good thing
Praying I'd find some strength inside
Some grace and self discipline
Life isn't about what I might want
Though that's probably a good thing
And if I look away at times
I can't quite look into your eyes
I may not trust myself to speak
A bit afraid of what you'd see
If I'm confused once in a while
Appearing lonesome and fragile
I've tried hard not to let it out
That's not the me I'm all about
I'd thought I might do something crazy
Just to get it out of my blood
But that'd be thinking about myself too much
And that's never a good thing
By Cheryl Klassen
Aug 29, 2011
Aug 29, 2011 at 1:28 PM UTC
I'd thought I might do something crazy
Just to get it out of my blood
I'd been thinking about myself too much
And that's never a good thing
Praying I'd find some strength inside
Some grace and self discipline
Life isn't about what I might want
Though that's probably a good thing
And if I look away at times
I can't quite look into your eyes
I may not trust myself to speak
A bit afraid of what you'd see
If I'm confused once in a while
Appearing lonesome and fragile
I've tried hard not to let it out
That's not the me I'm all about
I'd thought I might do something crazy
Just to get it out of my blood
But that'd be thinking about myself too much
And that's never a good thing
By Cheryl Klassen
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