Friday, May 25, 2007

Too Much to Ask

“What is the use of studying psychology when you can’t make the closest people happy?”
This statement appals me with its ignorance as to the responsibilities and the capabilities of all psychologists, let alone an inexperienced psychology graduate. Yet, it epitomizes the frustrations that I go through too, considering we are advised to remain an uninvolved stance in matters that is regarding our loved ones. Even with the potential partiality that may arise in counselling close friends and family, must we limit our expertise to strangers alone?
I guess today’s work of art by one Avril Lavigne illustrates the direness of our situation, especially among the (potentially) most important people in our lives. Just don’t snigger at the thought of me trying to make others laugh; I have no sense of humour apparently.

It’s the first time I ever felt this lonely
I wish someone could cure this pain
Its funny when you think it’s gonna work out
Till you chose weed over me, you're so lame
I thought you were cool until the point
But up until the point you didn’t call me when you said you would
I finally figured out you’re all the same
Always coming up with some kind of story
Every time I try to make you smile
You're always feeling sorry for yourself
Every time I try to make you laugh
You can't, you’re too tough
You think you're loveless
Is that too much that I'm asking for?
Thought you'd come around when I ignored you
So I thought you'd have the decency to change
But babe, I guess you didn't take that warning
'Cause I'm not about to look at your face again
Can't you see that you lie to yourself
You can't see the world through a mirror
It wont be too late when the smoke clears
'Cause I, I am still here
But every time I try to make you smile
You'd always grow up feeling sorry for yourself
Every time I try to make you laugh
You stand like a stone
Alone in your zone
Is it too much that I'm asking for?
Can't find where I am lying here alone I fear
Afraid of the dark no one to claim alone again
Can't you see that you lie to yourself
You can't see the world through a mirror
It wont be too late when the smoke clears
'Cause I, I am still here
Every time I try to make you smile
You're always feeling sorry for yourself
Every time I try to make you laugh
You can't
You're too tough
You think you're loveless
It was too much that I'm asking for

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