Next to Normal is literally my life coping mechanism.
Is that okay? Like, is that even healthy? Whatever.
When I get sad, Next to Normal makes it okay. Or at least makes me understand that being sad is, well, normal.
Is that okay? Like, is that even healthy? Whatever.
When I get sad, Next to Normal makes it okay. Or at least makes me understand that being sad is, well, normal.
“So don’t give up on me.”
[You Don’t Know/I Am the One - Next to Normal]
you don’t know
Do you wake up in the morning and need help to lift your head?
Do you read obituaries and feel jealous of the dead?
It’s like living on a cliffside not knowing when you’ll dive.
Do you know, do you know what it’s like to die alive?
When the world that once had color fades to white and gray and black.
When tomorrow terrifies you, but you’ll die if you look back.
You don’t know.
I know you don’t know.
You say that you’re hurting, it sure doesn’t show.
You don’t know.
You tell me let go.
And you may say so, but I say you don’t know.
The sensation that you’re screaming, but you never make a sound.
Or the feeling that you’re falling, but you never hit the ground.
It just keeps on rushing at you day by day by day by day.
You don’t know, you don’t know, what it’s like to live that way.
Like a refugee, a fugitive, forever on the run.
If it gets me it will kill me, but I don’t know what I’ve done.
When I thought you might be dying I cried for all we’d never be,
But there’ll be no more crying
Not for me
Things will get better, you’ll see.
Not for me.
You’ll see.
Not for me.
You’ll see.
Not for me.
You’ll see.
Not for me.
You’ll see.
Maybe we can’t be okay.
But maybe we’re tough,
and we’ll try anyway.
We’ll live with what’s real,
let go of the past…
(Source: hipstertheatrepictures)
(Source: hipstertheatrepictures)