I was thinking that I might fly today
Just to disprove all the things that you say
It doesn’t take a talent to be mean
Your words can crush things that are unseen
So please be careful with me, I’m sensitive
And I’d like to stay that way

when it comes to some things, i have pretty thick skin. i can be cold, i can be blunt, and i can appear to not give a care in the world. with some things i can be so detached from a situation that it would be hard to imagine that i was personally involved. i consider this to be one of my strengths in my professional life. sure, sometimes it means that i’m difficult, sometimes it means that i’m mean to vendors, but sometimes you just need to be that way. i used to be a pushover when i first started working and people would take advantage of me all the time. i quickly got sick of that and started to develop a backbone.

but when it comes to those i care about, it’s a different story. even the slightest hint of anger directed at me can affect me for days. even the smallest comment could gnaw at me and slowly consume me. if i found out that someone felt that i had wronged them, it would bother me. i’d want to make things right.

You always tell me that it’s impossible
To be respected, and be a girl
Why’s it gotta be so complicated
Why you gotta tell me if I’m hated
Oh please be careful with me, I’m sensitive
And I’d like to stay that way

like jewel, sometimes i wonder if maybe i’m just better off not knowing if other people hate me. if i didn’t know that, it probably wouldn’t bother me. if i were oblivious to the truth, maybe i’d just be happier. is ignorance really bliss? sometimes i’d like to think that it is because it seems to make life less complicated.

i think intellectually i know that it is always better to deal with any problems that are up so that it doesn’t get worse. sometimes trying to do the right thing is just hard…and who wants to make the effort to do the right thing when you can just as easily do the wrong thing with no effort? it’s the path of least resistance, right? right?

I was thinking, that it might do some good
If we robbed the cynics and took all their food
That way what they believe will have taken place
And we’d give it to everybody who’ll have some faith
So please be careful with me, I’m sensitive
And I’d like to stay that way

sometimes i wonder if some people just don’t give themselves a chance. if they are just too hard on themselves and don’t give themselves the opportunity to be happy. maybe it does require you to be more optimistic. maybe it does require you to do a little bit more work. maybe it requires you to get out of your comfort zone. but i think that all of your efforts, successful or not, are definitely a worthy experience.

I have this theory, that if we’re told we’re bad
Then that’s the only idea we’ll ever have
But maybe if we are surrounded in beauty
Someday we will become what we see
‘Cause anyone can start a conflict
it’s harder yet to disregard it
I’d rather see the world from another angle
We are everyday angels
Be careful with me ’cause I’d like to stay that way

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