A lot of my friends are struggling musicians. Being a struggling actor, it's just frustrating because you're not allowed to do what you want to do.
quote by Gina Gershon
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Jazz in itself is not struggling. That is, the music itself is not struggling... It's the attitude that's in trouble. My plays insist that we should not forget or toss away our history.
quote by August Wilson
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Looking back, I don't feel I had a choice. For a fat, struggling kid like me, the only way out was to be someone else - an actor.
quote by Maureen Stapleton
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I still feel like I'm trying to make it. It's hard to shed the struggling actor thing.
quote by Mark Ruffalo
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Struggling
I'm struggling
With life
Life is
Struggling
With me
We both are
Struggling
To make a
Living and
Make life
Worth living
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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No I Am Not Made Of This World
The flesh denies the touch
The touch denies the real
The real denies - just like me
That I am here struggling to learn
The ways of all the flesh
To cast the touched within the womb
Where fires burn in torches raised
No I am not here and you cannot find
A single thread to lead my steps
Might as well be a net
Caught within itself
Struggling to learn the ways of all the nets
‘Too broad a human, should be narrowed down’
So as to stand under the shadows
The same ones I stood against
The day I was born
When Irony stood my way
No I am not, not made of this world
I am 9 an upside down 6
struggling an in between zero
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Beleive It Or Not
I know life is very tough,
But that’s how it is,
Struggling day & night,
You either have to fight,
Or you have to see the door,
Legends are not born,
They are created on the roads,
Believe it or not,
You are never lost,
May be it’s a cost,
For the greater things,
Sometimes you need to believe,
Believe in your faith,
I know this is not a poem,
But I believe that one day,
People will recite it in rhymes,
Every line is a struggle,
Between keypad and fingers,
And that’s how life goes,
Struggling and strong,
Believe it or not,
You are never lost,
poem by Jatin Tanwer
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Tz'u No. 2 (Wine Joy)
To the tune "As in a Dream"
I have long remembered
the pavilion
on the stream
the falling sun
so deep in wine
we did not know
the way home
how pleasure spent
late returning
the skiff
thoughtless
entered
a lotus deep place
and struggling through
struggling through
we scared up
from the sand
gulls and herons.
poem by Li Ching Chao
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I Die Of Self
I die of self, are of my own wiles free,
free from my own iniquity
while humbly I ask
my God to live in me
Since I am living estranged from what I have been
changes have been made unseen
by Him that dwell in my heart,
and for His service, for His love I am keen
and day-by-day I am crucified,
while I am struggling like Him that died,
am struggling against the darkness of my own will
but while He lives in me, to Him I am tied,
while death of self and life together go
it’s only His will that I know
and happiness fills my mind and soul
and I wish it to be forever so.
[Reference: “I Die because I Do Not Die” by Teresa of Avila.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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First Try
Cant run fast enough
Cant hide I cant fly
Im struggling with the limits of this ordinary life
Im just a
Just a
Just a first try
Cant hear what you say
Cant see by the light
Im struggling with the limits of this ordinary life
Im just a
Just a
Just a first try
Cant say what I mean
Cant love from the heart
Cant trust in the mercy and the goodness in the world
Cant learn to accept that its alright
To struggle with the limits of this ordinary life
Cant be
Just a
Just a first try
Cant be
Just a
Just a first try
Just a
Just a
Just a first try
song performed by by Tracy Chapman
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Associated with the Weaving
It becomes difficult to witness,
Someone struggling to untangle...
From a web they did weave strategically.
With an acknowledgement they had spent,
Time in trying to convince,
Their actions and deeds...
Were done with the utmost sincerity.
And to one who has warned...
Through use of observation that connects,
It becomes hard to protect one's integrity.
When standing firm with beliefs.
While others perceive this stance as weak.
It becomes difficult to witness,
Someone struggling to untangle...
From a web they did weave strategically.
Since those now stuck,
In that web that has been woven...
Find themselves equally embarrassed,
Following along as if deaf, dumb and blind...
Because of the 'appearance' of deceit,
A culprit for them has chosen to undermind.
It becomes difficult to witness,
Someone struggling to untangle...
From a web they did weave strategically.
And those following who rejected what had been said...
From past experiences hoped to prevent this,
Find they have become associated with the weaving.
And even though they may be innocent...
A speaking to anyone not paying attention,
Any empathy expressed still will not be heard.
It may be difficult to see as witnessed,
But...
Unbearable to leave as seen,
It is not.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I love music and musicians. And seeing great artists dropped from labels was really frustrating and sad to me.
quote by Rosanna Arquette
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How Are You
Its been a while, I havent seen you for at least
A year or more, or is it less? I cant be sure
Well, anyway, you must have heard about the
Troubles that I had, but somehow I got through
I always managed to... and by the way
How are you?
How is your life?
How is it going?
Are you still dreaming and making big plans?
How are the nights are they still lonely?
Are you still struggling the way that I am? oh
How, how are you? how are you?
You always said that you would try to change
Turn a new leaf and start all over again
But I bet youre making all the same mistakes
Youre a lot like me, thats why Im still your friend
Still no offence, no more hard feelings left on silly sentiment
No harm was ever felt or ever meant
You go your way, Im bound to see you on the street again some day
And when I do Ill always say
How are you? how are you?
How is your life? how is it going?
Are you still dreaming and making big plans?
How are the nights? are they still lonely?
Are you still struggling the way that I am? oh
How, how are you? how are you?
I know youre making all the same mistakes
Youre a lot like me thats why Im still your friend
I bet go, I gotta thousand little things I better do
Ah, but it was really good to talk to you
Be on my way, Im bound to see you on the street again someday
And when I do Ill say
How are you? how are you?
How is your life? how is it going?
Are you still dreaming and making big plans?
How are the nights? are they still lonely?
Are you still struggling the way that I am? oh
How, how are you? how are you?
song performed by by Kinks
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Affinity
to say that i have a deep affinity for the Tibetan
people would be correct... but i also have a deep
affinity for all oppressed peoples.
for too long Americans have been insulated from
the hurt and suffering experienced around the world.
now it's come home to haunt us!
we can never forget: as long as anyone is hungry, we
are hungry. as long as anyone is struggling for freedom,
we are struggling for freedom. as long as anyone is
in need, we are in need. as long as anyone lives in
poverty, we are poor!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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I've Been Wondering Where You Were
I took the long way home,
To know what I had.
To know what in me wished,
And
To know what wished was missing.
I took the long way home.
I took the long way home,
To know what made me glad.
And,
That I felt so sad
Without happiness had.
I took the long way home.
Struggling what love to me had meant.
Inside I would admit it.
But outside it wouldn't show
What inside I really needed,
And know I craved it so.
And struggling what love to me had meant,
To be
Wasn't for me easy,
Yet
I wanted my need pleased.
Perhaps in me,
Too selfishly.
And
I took long way home,
To know what I had.
To know what in me wished,
And
To know what wished was missing.
I took the long way home.
And struggling what love to me had meant,
To be
Wasn't for me easy,
Yet
I wanted my need pleased and met.
Regretfully I almost left
What for me was always best.
And
Finally I see,
This love for me
Is you!
As it was and meant to be!
And I'll never leave,
You alone
To find love that I've known,
With you
Again!
I took the long way home.
'I've been wondering where you were.
Hoping you would find
What in my mind I knew.
And now you know this too.
Welcome you I do
Back home again! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Mourning Period
Wash the remain of midnight grief
Put a make up on your pale face
And wear the best black gown
Head on the consoling words
Accept their sympathy smile
And white handkerchief on the hand
Though the sky becomes dark
Though the air becomes cold
Keep breathing, keep breathing
Though the rain starts falling
Though the tear is following
Keep walking, keep walking
The flowers in full blossom
The candles dance in silence
And the picture of you smiling in the middle
Though the world goes distant
Though the night will be alone
Keep struggling, keep struggling
Though the voice is trembling
Though the sorrow is gnawing
Keep reaching, keep reaching
When the soil finally closed
The people slowly singing
Farewell, farewell
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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I am not struggling. What I do, it is what I do.
quote by Vince Gill
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Struggling at anything that you want to be doing is hard.
quote by Gina Gershon
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I was afraid the other musicians might want to present themselves too much, though I see in the coverage I've received of the album that the musicians got wonderful reviews for their contributions and abilities. I think the four musicians played freely within my limits.
quote by Eberhard Weber
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In Joy And Sorrow
What glorious times she has lived!
Bright days of enthusiasm for her activity
Surrounded by lots of friends and a happy family!
Now treasuring plenty of gifts received...
Clouds of gloom have come to fill the air...
For family love and joy of life
She keeps struggling without a strife
Always facing it without despair!
poem by Maria C. Costa
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America gets the politicians they deserve. That's it. And you keep struggling.