Tuesday, August 26, 2008

A Self-Reflection from "A Beautiful Mess".

You've got the best of both worlds
You're the kind of girl who can take down a man,
And lift him back up again
You are strong but you're needy,
Humble but you're greedy
And based on your body language,
And shouted cursive I've been reading
Your style is quite selective,
Though your mind is rather reckless
Well I guess it just suggests
That this is just what happiness is

And what a beautiful mess this is
It's like picking up trash in dresses

Well it kind of hurts when the kind of words you write
Kind of turn themselves into knives
And don't mind my nerve you could call it fiction
But I like being submerged in your contradictions dear
'Cause here we are, here we are

Although you were biased I love your advice
Your comebacks they're quick
And probably have to do with your insecurities
There's no shame in being crazy,
Depending on how you take these
Words I'm paraphrasing this relationship we're staging

And what a beautiful mess this is
It's like picking up trash in dresses

Well it kind of hurts when the kind of words you say
Kind of turn themselves into blades
And kind and courteous is a life I've heard
But it's nice to say that we played in the dirt oh dear
Cause here we are, Here we are
Here we are
We're still here
What a beautiful mess this is
It's like taking a guess when the only answer is yes

Through timeless words, and priceless pictures
We'll fly like birds, out of this earth
And times they turn, and hearts disfigure
But that's no concern when we're wounded together
And we tore our dresses, and stained our shirts
But it's nice today, oh the wait was so worth it.
__________________________

When I read the lyrics of this song (written by Jason Mraz)...It has shocked me, made me to reflect myself. It has slapped me on my face. I thought about how hard for me to stand up alone, pretending that I was strong but I was not, About me being sooo picky in many ways, But what I more concerned is about me being too picky when dealing with a relationship thing. About how sometimes I realized in using unpretty words to talk with someone I didn't really like and unrealized about how those words had hurt them. And then suddenly...he's disappeared... And only SINS were all that I got.

PS : To one of the NTS’s announcers... thanks loh, you’ve made my day by recommending this song for me!

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