To sleep perchance to dream..aye, there's the rub..

Nights seem long lately.

I'm Not Who I Was

Brandon Heath

I wish you could see me now

I wish I could show you how

I'm not who I was

I used to be mad at you

A little on the hurt side too

But I'm not who I was

I found my way around

To forgiving you

Some time ago

But I never got to tell you so

I found us in a photograph

I saw me and I had to laugh

You know, I'm not who I was

You were there, you were right above me

And I wonder if you ever loved me

Just for who I was

When the pain came back again

Like a bitter friend

It was all that I could do

To keep myself from blaming you

I reckon it's a funny thing

I figured out I can sing

Now I'm not who I was

I write about love and such

Maybe 'cause I want it so much

I'm not who I was

I was thinking maybe I

I should let you know

I am not the same

But I never did forget your name

Hello

Well the thing I find most amazing

In amazing grace

Is the chance to give it out

Maybe that's what love is all about

I wish you could see me now

I wish I could show you how

I'm not who I was

Hmmmmm..

Am I socially inept? No.

Did I have preconcieved ideas about people who constantly blog? Yes.

Was I right? No.

Was I wrong? Yes.

My fear in the past is that I will seem to be a freakishly shy female hiding behind a computer screen frantically typing out my thoughts to the world. But the more I've been browsing blogs recently the more I've enjoyed the community. It's real people with real lives and real thoughts!

For the moment, the end.

-Penelope