"He Ain't Heavy, He's My Brother"

The road is long
With many a winding turn
That leads us to who knows where
Who knows when
But I'm strong
Strong enough to carry him
He ain't heavy, he's my brother

So on we go
His welfare is of my concern
No burden is he to bear
We'll get there
For I know
He would not encumber me
He ain't heavy, he's my brother

If I'm laden at all
I'm laden with sadness
That everyone's heart
Isn't filled with the gladness
Of love for one another

It's a long, long road
From which there is no return
While we're on the way to there
Why not share
And the load
Doesn't weigh me down at all
He ain't heavy, he's my brother

He's my brother
He ain't heavy, he's my brother...

I always loved The Osmonds version of this song:

Smile

Sometimes I wish I smiled more.
But I don't much anymore.
And it's not like I don't appreciate things,
because I really do...even the smallest
act of kindness...I really appreciate.

But it's really hard for me to smile anymore.

If I go to a gathering or around people I will.
But my normal expression is very serious.

A lot of people in the street stop me and
ask me why I look so down all the time,
or that I look very tired.

I do always feel tired...very tired.

I feel bogged down sometimes
just thinking of things.
Whether it's my own things,
medical things, or just the world
and what I see and read online.

The negativity I read every day.
The anger, the hatred online.
Watching or reading the news.

It all gets me down.
There is just so much of it really.

Maybe that's why I like David Archuleta.
He always brings a smile to my face.