Sunday, March 26, 2006
Sad song
"Mad World"by Gary JulesAll around me are familiar facesWorn out places, worn out facesBright and early for their daily racesGoing nowhere, going nowhereTheir tears are filling up their glassesNo expression, no expressionHide my head I want to drown my sorrowNo tomorrow, no tomorrow
And I find it kinda funnyI find it kinda sadThe dreams in which I'm dyingAre the best I've ever hadI find it hard to tell youI find it hard to takeWhen people run in circlesIt's a very, very mad world mad world
Children waiting for the day they feel goodHappy Birthday, Happy BirthdayMade to feel the way that every child shouldSit and listen, sit and listenWent to school and I was very nervousNo one knew me, no one knew meHello teacher tell me what's my lessonLook right through me, look right through me
And I find it kinda funnyI find it kinda sadThe dreams in which I'm dyingAre the best I've ever hadI find it hard to tell youI find it hard to takeWhen people run in circlesIt's a very, very mad world ... mad worldEnlarging your worldMad worldI think I've listened to that song 5 times in a row already. It's so SAD. And so true. How many times have I wondered how people can stand to send their children off to a stranger? All day, every day? The measure of trust they have in the system...I still remember that one day...I was 14 or 15, I think...I went back to my primary school on Teacher's Day, to see my favourite teacher...only had been back four times previously. Anyway, this guy had made everyone feel important, special, as his students. We were his first class, he taught us for two years, you get the deal. He'd made us feel like individuals. Had some sort of epiphany that day so I went back to thank him. And, man, was I wounded when the man took 5 minutes to come up with my name. Some individual I was. He did actually look right through me at first. Hard to be individual when there are 3 billion of your type. Royally BlueEve.