"only a woman's heart" - Eleanor Mcevoy & Mary Black
"My heart is low, My heart is so low
As only a woman's heart can be
As only a woman, as only a woman's
As only a woman's heart can know
The tears that drip from my bewildered eyes
Taste of bittersweet romance
You're still in my hopes
You're still on my mind oh
And even though I manage on my own
My heart is low, My heart is so low
As only a woman's heart can be
As only a woman, only a woman's
As only a woman's heart can know
When restless eyes reveal my troubled soul
And memories flood my weary heart
I mourn for my dreams
I mourn for my wasted love
And while I know that I'll survive alone
My heart is low, My heart is so low
As only a woman's heart can be
As only a woman, only a woman's
As only a woman's heart can know."
reality...sadness and anger
sia received a bomb scare today...
i can't express how astounding, how disturbing this piece of news is to me...
there is this enormous sadness i am feeling right now... i do not believe that we ever really boast of our achievements... i believe our ability to be proud of our country is borne of hardwork, hardwork and even more hardwork... hardwork which reminds us that success does not come easy and that we have to be humble...
true we are not perfect in all ways... and pple have criticised us - lack of freedom of expression, an autocracy... dictatorship, stiff, boring...
but i am proud of what we are, proud of how far our leaders have brought us... they may not always be right and correct (i've had my fair share of gripes abt the education system)... but to err is human... and they learn as do all of us...
and to know that there are those out there who hate us enough to want to hurt us...
it is a sadness i cannot understand...
is it so wrong to be good and successful? is it our fault that we worked so bloody hard to get here?
we have been incredibly lucky ...so far... and i am sooo soo so thankful for that... but i feel we are now living in a world where our 'peace' is a fragile blanket of silence that i fear will be broken rudely one day...
in a world like this... do i want to have children? would i want to bring them into a world so dangerous, so unsettled, so broken, so full of hatred? where men fight men?
i am angry... furious that everything has to be this way... why? but beneath the anger, tears drip into the echo of my soul... pained, confused and incredibly incredibly sad...
"Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And, by opposing, end them. To die, to sleep -
No more, and by a sleep to say we end
The heartache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to ....."
"What is a man
If his chief good and market of this time
Be ut to sleep and feed? A beast, no more."
-- Hamlet