show me the wonderful world.

Oh well, I've many things in my mind to blog about, but I can't seem to organise my thoughts. Perhaps*, it's a natural mechanism of my mind to refuse to organise my thoughts because most things that are bugging me aren't the most positive of things. So I'll just copy and paste the lyrics of 'Wonderful World' by James Morrison, which typifies to some extent my state of feeling now.

I've been down so low

People look at me and they know

They can tell something is wrong

Like I don't belong

Staring through a window

Standing outside, they're just too happy to care tonight

I want to be like them

But I'll mess it up again

I tripped on my way in

And got kicked outside, everybody saw...

And I know that it's a wonderful world

But I can't feel it right now

Well I thought that I was doing well

But I just want to cry now

Well I know that it's a wonderful world

From the sky down to the sea

But I can only see it when you're here, here with me

*if you've recently watched the news, there was this reporter that went around the central business area surveying some people what they thought was Singaporean's favourite word. One lady said 'perhaps' because it denotes a non-commital meaning. I don't really use 'perhaps' often, but I was strangely agreeable to what she said. Haha. random.