Sunday, August 28, 2005

Scars

This line keeps going on in my head..

"I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut
My weakness is that I care too much
And my scars remind me that the past is real
I tear my heart open just to feel.."

Didn't know Papa Roach could come out with such a song eh? Been trying to download the acoustic version (damn nice!) but can't get it.

Scars - mental and physical really stay there. Just that the former stays there as long as we let it, and the latter stays until you do plastic surgery on it.

Time, does it heal everything?

I guess it's yourself that matters. You could have ten years more and the hurt would still be there if you don't help yourself.

Easier said than done. I admit there's certain things I don't dare to do for the fear of being hurt. I remember I almost drowned in primary 4 and no one saved me. The coach looked on, the rest of the students looked on, expecting me to struggle and survive. Somehow or rather I fought my way back to the poolside. I guess that's a literal experience of being "thrown into the deep end of the pool". But within a month or so I made myself return to the pool again, thank goodness my confidence wasn't shattered that badly.

It left a deep mental scar on me for some time. And also a valuable lyfe lesson: If you don't even try to save yourself, nobody else can save you. And it's how long you let the scar stay that matters more than how deep the hurt is.

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