Mic Check...Check...1...2...

Teenage angst has paid off well
Now I'm bored and old
Self-appointed judges judge
More than they have sold

If she floats than she is not
A witch like we had thought
A down payment on another
One at Salem's lot

Serve the servants - Oh no
That legendary divorce is such a bore

As my bones grew they did hurt
They hurt really bad
I tried hard to have a father
But instead I had a Dad

I just want you to know that I
Don't hate you anymore
there is nothing I could say
that I haven't thought before

Serve the servants - oh no
That legendary divorce is such a bore

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This song has always held deep meaning for me. It's up there as one of my favorite Nirvana songs. This is actually the first song I heard years ago when I was feeling down, and it got me thinking. What the hell does he mean. This was the beginning of a lifetime of deep thoughts. When I hear a song, I focus more on the lyrics first, while still taking in the whole atmosphere of it. I guess it distracted me just enough to ease the pain for a bit, and I continue to do it subconsciously. It's odd how one person can explain his outlook on life, and make you open your eyes and feel better. Someone very close to me recently did exactly that. He's someone I've ALWAYS looked up to and have known quite a while. I'm proud to say that I've saved the world with him, even if it was only just a game. We've dueled to the death on multiple occasions with dragons, necromancers, ogres, minotaurs, swamp rats, and mages doing our bidding. We've shot each other with the golden gun and both lived to tell about it. We've fought off terrorists and sometimes counter-terrorists together. He taught me to understand the power, strength and awe of Brock Samson. Hell, he even kills zombies in his spare time on weekends. I'm proud to say that I watched him give the valedictorian speech before he crossed that stage. He's the first person to make me cry tears of joy in well over 5 years. He showed me that someone does actually care, and that means a hell of a lot to me.

I'd like to end this post by quoting one of my earlier ones, "Is it crazy to believe that a 5 minute thought and the presence of someone who cares could help a person make a recovery"