Wednesday, May 24, 2006

Because of you -- imagine a child cry in this song

I like the lyric of this song, because I find is not as another heartbroken ppl song, but I think the lyric is a cry of a child who had a very bitter childhood.

I feel very sad when I realize that there are children who had a miserable childhood. Maybe a child with abusive parents, or unloving parent, or parents who also had miserable live and therefore dump their misery on their children.

I'm very lucky because I have great parents. They aren't perfect, but they really spoiled me with a lot of love (not material but real affection) throughout my life. I really love them. But when I heard this song I realize many children aren't lucky enough to have good parents.

I pray for those children who had similar cry to this song and hope that they will find other hands that will offer them comfort and embrace that they didn't get in their childhood.
And I also hope ppl would be more aware how difficult it is to be a parent. Every action, emotion, thought and word of a parent really shapes a child.

It might sounds a bit ridiculuos to think about "parenting" stuff while I'm still an undergraduate (and I don't even have a boyfriend :P) but I just feel so sad and disturbed when I imagine that a child is crying through this song and I really think I should share this thought. Hopefully it bring a little extra awareness on anyone who read it (most of ppl will become parent soon or later anyway).

nb: I italic the words which really make me feel sad to imagine a person who feel that way

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Because of you -- Kelly Clarckson

I will not make the same mistakes that you did
I will not let myself cause my heart so much misery
I will not break the way you did You fell so hard
I've learned the hard way, to never let it get that far

Chrous: Because of you I never stray too far from the sidewalk
Because of you I learned to play on the safe side
So I don't get hurt
Because of you
I find it hard to trust
Not only me, but everyone around me
Because of you I am afraid

I lose my way
And it's not too long before you point it out
I cannot cry Because I know that's weakness in your eyes
I'm forced to fake, a smile, a laugh
Every day of my life
My heart can't possibly break
When it wasn't even whole to start with

Chorus

I watched you die I heard you cry
Every night in your sleep
I was so young
You should have known better than to lean on me
You never thought of anyone else
You just saw your pain
And now I cry In the middle of the night
For the same damn thing

Because of you I never stray too far from the sidewalk
Because of you I learned to play on the safe side So I don't get hurt
Because of you I tried my hardest just to forget everything
Because of you I don't know how to let anyone else in
Because of you I'm ashamed of my life because it's empty
Because of you I am afraid

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Thursday, May 04, 2006

Jesus' Smile

Last week was a full week.
If i describe in short (this is minimum that i can tell) : my good friend lost her mom, I miss home, I had deadlines (to prepare handouts for a camp), I cooked for 200 portions (not instant noodles, I did Cook), I was worried about my project, my report, my supervisor, my parents, and I felt I dissapointed Him (again!!).
// When I typed this, I realize the worries was the part that really make last week feel so full and stuffy ^^;

On Sunday, I came to mass with less than 2 hours sleep on the night before, I thougth I would have to struggle to stay awake. But, guess what? I didn't have to struggle, because I found that the sermon was great. The pastor says things which struck me (in a good way ^^) and really wake me up, not just from my physical drowsiness, but also my spiritual that I realized has been slowing down.

And after communion (I'm a Catholic), I looked at the crucifix, and I saw Jesus smile. It might sounds ridiculuos or over hallucinating coz being on cross, it's hard to imagine that Jesus was smiling. But He did smile to me, and that give me peace and consolation that I really needed.

I realized that I dissapointed Him, but not because of the bad handouts that I prepared, but because I sort of leave Him behind when I was preparing the handouts :(
But He forgive me, and even smile to me.

I felt really blessed. Even the stuffiest (i can't say worst, because it wasn't bad, just full and tiring) week can end up with an uplifted spirit. Just because of His Smile