Try

Try by Pink

This video is simply amazing. The dancing is pure passion, physically demanding and powerfully cohesive. The song lyrics are real and intense. "Just because it burns doesn't mean you're gonna die. You've gotta get up and try."

I used to think no one understood me but him; now I just think no one does...again, profound sadness. An inability to be seen; an inability to connect on a level much deeper than the norm. And when you have so few of those instances in your life, how do you find the courage to "try, try, try" again?

Sometimes I cry, and I don't even know why. I find myself welling up with emotion, and then I try to determine the root, the context, the cause of such pain and tenderness. But really all I want to do is turn it off...something which I struggle extensively with.

Yet, at the heart of the matter, I simply want someone who can seriously love the laughs...but the tears even more. Why is that so incredibly difficult? When did we stop loving the innermost parts of human nature? When did we become less about real care and understanding and more about ease and predictability? Where did the passion go? And why did he stop loving the best and worst parts of me?