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Daddy's got a happy little ditty,
even though the world ainto so pretty.
we can still stay happy,
upright
and strong
if we can all learn to sing along

if i could only have been there when the world was clean
if i could only fly over this rage-ing stream

everything is in my way

everything is just so gray

Daddys got a happy little ditty even though the world aint so pretty
we can still stay happy
upright and strong
if we can all learn to sing along

We dont have enough to last through the year
the path to take isnt so clear
nothing will go my way
i just dont know what words to say

daddys got a happy little ditty even though the world aint so pretty
we can still stay happy
upright and strong
if we can all learn to sing along.

by Gravey

The Begining

"I am woman! I am invincible! .... I am tired!"
-Mimi (my dad's mom)

I find it very hard right now to use words. Not in the way a preschooler does (well..... sometimes) but in the way a normal gron person does: stringing carefully chosen words into sentences. I LOVE words. I always have. Right now though, it seems I've hit a period were I've lost my sense of word wariness. I loose track of conversations and have to eternally ask "What?" I say things i dont mean to say, I think things, and then they dont come out right. I dont know whats happening to me. I've been able to use words well since i could first talk! I woul talk my parents into oblivion! Now though, I cannot speak, otherwise something I dont want to say will come out. And that is a royal shame because (as you can allready tell) I LOVE to talk. I cant stop talking.
Now, my comand of words is fine in print, or written down, but in the few seconds it takes to say something, you cannot shove the words back into your mouth when you dont like what you just said, you cannot erase, or backspace what you have just written, it cannot be taken back. And THAT precisely, is what i have trouble with.