Message In A Bottle describes exactly how I felt before I discovered WrongPlanet and how many Aspies were on it, and how many on there were so much like me.




Message in a bottle.
Message in a bottle...
Message in a bottle...
Message in a bottle...

A year has passed since I wrote my note...
but I should have known this right from the start.
Only hope can keep me together.
Love can mend your life
But love can break your heart.

Message in a bottle.
Message in a bottle.
Message in a bottle.
Message in a bottle.

Walked out this morning
Don't believe what I saw:
a hundred billion bottles
washed up on the shore.
Seems I'm not alone at being alone...
a hundred billion casatways
ooking for a home.

Sending out an SOS.
Sending out an SOS.
Sending out an SOS.
Sending out an SOS.

I'll send an SOS to the world.
I'll send an SOS to the world.
I hope that someone gets my...
I hope that someone gets my...
I hope that someone gets my...

Message in a bottle.
Message in a bottle.

Sending out an SOS.
Sending out an SOS.
Sending out an SOS.

Would have to be a Morrissey/Smiths song but I can't think exactly which one.

As a woman on my own, got it going on
and I'm liking what I see and I don't wanna be alone.
You got me in a daze; the illusion makes me sway.
I go back and forth and round and round and up and down your way.
Baby boy, could be wonderful like this.
You say it's all about in the way you twist.
But you got me in a daze; the illusion makes me sway.
I'm caught up in you, now I'm tempted to stay.


That was how I felt when I saw him, and how I feel again now that he considers our problem as one definition of being broken up.

I'm surprised nobody's mentioned "The Wrong Child" by R.E.M. (from their "Green" album) yet. Upon closer examination, its lyrics almost perfectly describe the social awkwardness inherent in AS, and the shame and reluctant acceptance that results therefrom. Wonder if Michael Stipe, the band's singer/lyricist, wrote the song based on his own experiences growing up.

I am unwritten, can't read my mind, I'm undefined.
I'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned.

Staring at the blank page before you...
Open up the dirty window...
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find.

Reaching for something in the distance...
So close you can almost taste it...
Release your inhibitions;
feel the rain on your skin.
No one else can feel it for you.
Only you can let it in.
No one else, no one else
can speak the words on your lips.
Drench yourself in words unspoken.
Live your life with arms wide open.
Today is where your book begins.
The rest is still unwritten.

Oh, oh, oh...

I break tradition, sometimes my tries, are outside the lines.
We've been conditioned to not make mistakes, but I can't live that way.

Staring at the blank page before you,
open up the dirty window.
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find.

Reaching for something in the distance,
so close you can almost taste it,
release your inhibitions.
Feel the rain on your skin!
No one else can feel it for you.
Only you can let it in.
No one else, no one else
can speak the words on your lips.
Drench yourself in words unspoken.
Live your life with arms wide open.
Today is where your book begins.

Feel the rain on your skin!
No one else can feel it for you.
Only you can let it in.
No one else, no one else
can speak the words on your lips.
Drench yourself in words unspoken.
Live your life with arms wide open.
Today is where your book begins.
The rest is still unwritten.

Staring at the blank page before you
open up the dirty window.
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find.

Reaching for something in the distance
so close you can almost taste it,
release your inhibitions...
Feel the rain on your skin.
No one else can feel it for you.
Only you can let it in.
No one else, no one else
can speak the words on your lips!
Drench yourself in words unspoken!
Live your life with arms wide open!
Today is where your book begins.

Feel the rain on your skin!
No one else can feel it for you.
Only you can let it in.
No one else, no one else
can speak the words on your lips!
Drench yourself in words unspoken!
Live your life with arms wide open!
Today is where your book begins.
The rest is still unwritten.
The rest is still unwritten.
The rest is still unwritten.


I felt like this song "Unwritten" describes when I was hypomanic on Celexa in Edmonton.

http://www.stlyrics.com/lyrics/famemovie/fame.htm

"Fame" describes how I felt when I was all hypomanic from Celexa (see my thread "Was I manic?")

Hmmm...

I'd just mix rock and classical and that'd sum it up perfectly.

Boulevard of broken dreams - Greenday

Will Smith wrote this, Just The Two Of Us, to his son, and this is how my bf feels about himself and his relationship with our son but what about me? I feel like just the deserter, and you know what? I am.


From the first time the doctor placed you in my arms
I knew I'd meet death before I'd let you meet harm.
Although questions arose in my mind would I be man enough
Against wrong choose right and be standin up?
From the hospital that first night
(took a hour just to get the carseat in right),
people drivin all fast got me kinda upset.
Got you home safe; placed you in your basinet.
That night I dont think one wink I slept.
As I slipped out my bed to your crib I crept.
Touched your head gently felt my heart melt
cause I know I loved you more than life itself.
Then to my knees and I begged the lord "Please
Let me be a good daddy; all he needs!
Love, knowledge, discipline too.
I pledge my life to you.

Just the two of us; we can make it if we try.
Just the two of us. Just the two of u!
Just the two of us building castles in the sky.
Just the two of us; you and I.


Five years old bringin comedy.
Everytime I look at you I think "Man; a little me...
just like me.
Wait an see gonna be tall.
Makes me laugh cause you got your dad's ears and all."
Sometimes I wonder what you gonna be.
A general, a doctor, maybe a MC.
Haha, I wanna kiss you all the time.
But I will test that butt when you cut outta line... tru dat...
Uh uh uh why you do dat
I try to be a tough dad but you be makin me laugh...
Crazy joy when I see the eyes of my baby boy...
I pledge to you I will always do
everything I can;
show you how to be a man...
Dignity, integrity, honor an
An I dont mind if you lose long as you came with it...
And you can cry... aint no shame in it.
It didnt work out with me an your mom,
But when push come to shove
you was conceived in love
so if the world attacks and you slide off track
remember one fact: I got your back.

Just the two of us; we can make it if we try.
Just the two of us. Just the two of u!
Just the two of us building castles in the sky.
Just the two of us; you and I.


Its a full time job to be a good dad.
You got so much more stuff than I had.
I gotta study just to keep with the changin times...
101 dalmations on your cd rom...
See me im...
tryin to pretend I know
on my pc where that cd go...
But yo aint nuthin promised one day I'll be gone.
Feel the strife but trust life does go on.
But just in case
its my place
to impart
one day some girls gonna break your heart
and ooh aint no pain like from the opposite sex.
Gonna hurt bad but dont take it out on the next... son
throughout life people will make you mad,
disrespect you and treat you bad...
Let God deal with the things they do.
Cause hate in your heart will consume you too.
Always tell the truth; say your prayers.
Hold doors; pull out chairs. Easy on the swears.
You're living proof that dreams do come true.
I love you and I'm here for you.


You know, I don't ever remember, before Lars was born or immediately after it, ever praying that I'll be a good mother. Is this okay? I also feel like that even though it is such a relief that Stan does not see himself as superior to anyone because he doesn't judge because he doesn't know, he seems superior to everyone else and I seem inferior to most even though that may not be the case. I know that if you really love someone you know they're perfect and everything... and you CAN still not feel someone is superior or inferior because you don't know, at the same time as that... you can. Because you see they're more perfect than everything else combined, and combined with everything else to make more perfection.

"If I Could Be Where You Are"
(Lyrics by Roma Ryan. Performed by Enya. Copyright ©2005 EMI Music Publishing Ltd. Posted witout permission of the copyright holders.)

Where are you this moment?
Only in my dreams.
You're missing, but you're always
A heartbeat from me.
I'm lost now without you,
I don't know where you are.
I keep watching, I keep hoping,
But time keeps us apart.

Is there a way I can find you,
Is there a sign I should know,
Is there a road I could follow
To bring you back home?

Winter lies before me
Now you're so far away.
In the darkness of my dreaming
The light of you will stay.

If I could be close beside you,
If I could be where you are,
If I could reach out and touch you,
And bring you back home.
Is there a way I can find you?
Is there a sign I should know?
Is there a road I can follow,
To bring you back home to me?

Here's a good one ...

     "Always look on the bright side of life" (from Monty Python's "The Life of Brian")

     http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WlBiLNN1NhQ

Thanks.  I needed that just now.  

Drowning Pool...."Tear Away"

"I'm tearing away
Pieces are falling I cant seem to make them stay
You run away
Faster and faster you cant seem to get away
Break
Hope theres a reason
For questions unanswered I just don't see everything
Yes I'm inside you
Tell me how does it feel to feel like this
Just like I do
I don't care about anyone else but me
I don't care about anyone
Do I really want this
Sometimes I scare myself I just cant let it go
Can you believe it
Everything happens for reasons I just don't know
I don't care about anyone else but me
I don't care about anyone
I don't care about anyone else but me
I don't care about anyone or anything but me
Damn I love me"

This is actually very sad, but it seems to perfectly describe an Aspie's inability to feel deeply for another, I don't like this aspect of me at all, really.

Things Behind the Sun by Nick Drake

Please beware of them that stare
They'll only smile to see you while
Your time away
And once you've seen what they have been
To win the earth just won't seem worth
Your night or your day
Who'll hear what I say.
Look around you find the ground
Is not so far from where you are
But not too wise
For down below they never grow
They're always tired and charms are hired
From out of their eyes
Never surprise.

Take your time and you'll be fine
And say a prayer for people there
Who live on the floor
And if you see what's meant to be
Don't name the day or try to say
It happened before.

Don't be shy you learn to fly
And see the sun when day is done
If only you see
Just what you are beneath a star
That came to stay one rainy day
In autumn for free
Yes, be what you'll be.
Please beware of them that stare
They'll only smile to see you while
Your time away
And once you've seen what they have been
To win the earth just won't seem worth
Your night or your day
Who'll hear what I say.

Open up the broken cup
Let goodly sin and sunshine in
Yes that's today.
And open wide the hymns you hide
You find reknown while people frown
At things that you say
But say what you'll say
About the farmers and the fun
And the things behind the sun
And the people round your head
Who say everything's been said
And the movement in your brain
Sends you out into the rain.

http://www.metrolyrics.com/survivor-lyri...child.html

I wish I was like that. But I'm the opposite.