I'm not crazy...

EDIT: made MONSTERDOGS look better. bah.

so =StormyHotWolf88 I got to see Matchbox Twenty in concert tonight, and naturally they were all shades of awesome. <3 I'm thankful that I got to go at all, it was such a wonderful show.

hearing Unwell live made me cry, though. they played the bridge and I just lost it. it's such a sad song as it is to listen to, and nowadays I tend to connect it with Solly so it hits me even harder. I just felt obliged tonight to draw something for her, and I did. the song helped a great deal.

all day staring at the ceiling
making friends with shadows on my wall
all night hearing voices telling me
that I should get some sleep
because tomorrow might be good for something

oh no
feeling like I'm heading for a breakdown
and I don't know why

but I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell
I know right now you can't tell
but stay awhile and maybe then you'll see
a different side of me
I'm not crazy, I'm just a little impaired
I know right now you can't tell
but soon enough you're gonna think of me
and how I used to be

me,
talking to myself in public
and dodging glances on the train
and I know,
I know they've all been talking about me
I can hear them whisper
and it makes me think
there must be something wrong

with me
out of all the hours thinking somehow
I've lost my mind

but I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell
I know right now you can't tell
but stay awhile and maybe then you'll see
a different side of me
I'm not crazy, I'm just a little impaired
I know right now you can't tell
but soon enough you're gonna think of me
and how I used to be

I've been talking in my sleep
pretty soon they'll come to get me
they're taking me away

but I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell
I know right now you can't tell
but stay awhile and maybe then you'll see
a different side of me
I'm not crazy, I'm just a little impaired
I know right now you can't tell
but soon enough you're gonna think of me
and how I used to be

-unwell, matchbox twenty

(...the girl needs an anchoring relationship of some kind so she isn't forever skittering about, hiding in shadows and being afraid of everything. anyone?)

Soliloquy belongs to me.