It's Not Easy To Be Me

The last couple of weeks, I've begun once again to "write" in my head, a book that I've started at least five times in as many years. In the last few days, I've begun actually writing and I'm finding that I'm really enjoying it.

This song came to me while I was working on a particular section yesterday:

I can't stand to fly
I'm not that naive
I'm just out to find
The better part of me

I'm more than a bird, I'm more than a plane
More than some pretty face beside a train
It's not easy to be me

I wish that I could cry
Fall upon my knees
Find a way to lie
'bout a home I'll never see

It may sound absurd but don't be naive
Even heroes have the right to bleed
I may be disturbed but won't you concede
Even heroes have the right to dream
It's not easy to be me

Up, up and away, away from me
Well it's alright. You can all sleep sound tonight
I'm not crazy or anything

I can't stand to fly
I'm not that naive
Men weren't meant to ride
With the clouds between their knees

I'm only a man in a silly red sheet
Digging for kryptonite on this one way street
Only a man in a funny red sheet
Looking for special things inside of me
inside of me ...... inside of me ...
inside of me ...... inside of me ...

I'm only a man in a funny red sheet
I'm only a man looking for a dream

I'm only a man in a funny red sheet

It's not easy ... woo.. hoo.. hoo..
It's not easy to be me...

It feels like it's getting easier to be me all the time, but I'm also keenly aware of the layers of protections that I've put in place and need to slowly dismantle in order to find true freedom in my body and my life.

Good thing I'm up for the task!