Memories of the past haunt me. They've got me in their clutches, they won't let me go. It's driving me crazy, these memories.. memories that I do so want to throw away.
I've all but thrown them away.. I can't forget.. someone.. anyone.. please drag me up from this sinking hole of doubts.. insecurities.. this useless feeling..
People always treat me like I'm a clown..
I just want someone to pamper me..
someone to play with me..
a nice scratching post..
and a warm place to snuggle in
Although I do occasionally like to make people smile
(^-^)
The strength of a man isn't in the deep tone of his voice.
It's in the gentle words he whispers.
The strength of a man isn't how many buddies he has.
It's how good of buddies he is with his children.
The strength of a man isn't in how respected he is at work.
It's in how respected he is at home.
The strength of a man isn't in how hard he hits.
It's in how tender he touches.
The strength in a man isn't in the hair on his chest.
It's in his Heart . . . that lies within his chest.
The strength of a man isn't in the weight he can lift.
It's in the burdens he can carry.
--Sermon Fodder
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