Numb

Things are coming back together. I have been walking the streets taking photos and listening to a lot of music. Here are some images from my wanderings. I hope the stories come soon. I have been thinking a lot about Freedom, and I have decided to do some freelance teaching to who ever wants to learn here.

Although, I am finding faith in hope and love and all that jazz, I found myself screaming this song at the top of my lungs in the car yesterday as men in Thobes (robes that Qataris wear) staring at me wearily.

This life journey truly is a long one:

numb

i'm tired of being what you want me to be
feeling so faithless
lost under the surface
i don't know what you're expecting of me
put under the pressure
of walking in your shoes
[caught in the undertow / just caught in the undertow]
every step that i take is another mistake to you

i've
become so numb
i can't feel you there
become so tired
so much more aware
i'm becoming this
all i want to do
is be more like me
and be less like you

can't you see that you're smothering me
holding too tightly
afraid to lose control
cause everything that you thought i would be
has fallen apart right in front of you

[caught in the undertow / just caught in the undertow]
every step that i take is another mistake to you
[caught in the undertow / just caught in the undertow]
and every second i waste is more than i can take

but i know
i may end up failing too
but i know
you were just like me
with someone disappointed in you