Who's crazy?

I honestly think I should have a psychiatrist or psychologist that I can spill my guts, my secrets and my life to. I feel like if I did, they could tell me what is wrong with me: that I'm crazy, that I'm just being stupid, or that I'm fine. Either way, I need someone to tell me something because I have no idea of what's going on inside of me. I wish I knew. Some information would be nice and could be helpful to fixing whatever is wrong with me. [Shit, I thought all this confusion was supposed to happen during puberty or something like that. Damn.] Sometimes, I honestly think I'm depressed. Or maybe it's some kind of funk. I don't know how I got here or how the hell I can get myself out of it. If anybody has any helpful tips on finding out what's up, please let me know. I'm open to ideas.

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This is Hadley Fraser singing "Again," my favorite song on the album Keys: the Music of Scott Alan. This is simply perfect. What I love most is that he sings it just like he does on the CD. That shows talent. When he hits the high note, just sit back and soak it all in, and take notice how he sings it with such ease.



BAM!!

Let's have a little chat

My morals and conscience are a little out of whack right now. I'm not sure why they are because I was raised right and I know what is right and wrong. It's this damn grey area. I'll spare you the deets (aka details). I'm thinking it's triggered by the stress of school, loneliness, and sexual frustration. Blegh.

When I said little chat, I really meant a little chat.

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This video was brought to my attention by Mr. Josh Smith. It is Jeannette Bayardelle singing the 11 o'clock number (big show-stopping number) in the national tour of "The Color Purple." Listen and enjoy!



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