We are fragmented into so many different aspects. We don’t know who we really are, or what aspects of ourselves we should identify with or believe in. So many contradictory voices, dictates, and feelings fight for control over our inner lives that we find ourselves scattered everywhere, in all directions, leaving nobody at home.
Sogyal Rinpoche (via fatalistichues) (via quote-book) (via thisworldwemustleave) (via elengberg)
Yet I have a hard time
Remembering all the things that I should remember
And a hard time
Forgetting the all things that I am supposed forget.
Oh christ when you’re ready to come back
I think I’m ready for you to come back
But if you want to stay wherever exactly it is you are,
That’s okay too - it’s really none of my business.
You could see me reaching
So why couldn’t you have
Met me halfway
You could see me bleeding
But you could not put
Pressure on the wound
You only think about yourself
YOU ONLY THINK ABOUT YOURSELF
You’d better bend before I go
On the first train to Mexico
You could see me breathing
But you still kept
Your hand over my mouth
You could feel me seething
But you just turned
Your nose up in the air
You only think about yourself
You’d better bend before I go
On the first train to Mexico