Thinking i could solve my issues a little by changing environment...i wonder if it was stupid of me to think that. Of course its different, but i dont know if its better. I guess the answers are inside of me but im not ready to face them. I cant go back to where i was last year no matter how much i want to or how many tears i cry, so its better if i just keep it all in check for now, and block it away. If i ever will be able to really face responsability for it....i do not know. Maybe if things ever got that good again, i will. Which i doubt, because i cant see how circumstances could ever be even remotely similar
I am so numb but no one can see it. I put on this face for everyone and they think of me as this bitchy confident chick.
i like Mariah's latest album. Thanks, Vince. Though i dont apreciate you clogging my i-touch with Whitney's music, too. I even forgot to delete it. But memoirs is really good.
Havent slept again. Of course i dont make any sense. Im only writing this to get my thoughts a little into order and i just realize how much of a mess my mind is, and that my hand cant write well cause of fatigue. And still im telling others they should rest..geez. Still, i dont want anyone feeling like i am now.
Maybe it wasn't there to begin with
that fun, sad, and kind story.
Maybe it was a dream or illusion.
Maybe I slept too long.
In the season when I can feel
the smell of summer in the blue sky
I remember a face.
The scenery of the city began to distort
I searched for sunglasses
so I could lose all the colors.
What I wanted to be?
Not a princess.
What I wanted to have?
Not glass slippers.
What I wanted to be?
I wanted to be with you.
What I wanted to have?
Was your smiling face.
The wind and the smell of summer
cut through today's sky.
It's ok so I agreed
Because if it's fate like we said
then we can meet again somewhere.
la la la la la la i...
It's ok so I agreed.
la la la la la la...
Because I'm so strong.
....i dont wanna talk about it
I am so numb but no one can see it. I put on this face for everyone and they think of me as this bitchy confident chick.
i like Mariah's latest album. Thanks, Vince. Though i dont apreciate you clogging my i-touch with Whitney's music, too. I even forgot to delete it. But memoirs is really good.
Havent slept again. Of course i dont make any sense. Im only writing this to get my thoughts a little into order and i just realize how much of a mess my mind is, and that my hand cant write well cause of fatigue. And still im telling others they should rest..geez. Still, i dont want anyone feeling like i am now.
Maybe it wasn't there to begin with
that fun, sad, and kind story.
Maybe it was a dream or illusion.
Maybe I slept too long.
In the season when I can feel
the smell of summer in the blue sky
I remember a face.
The scenery of the city began to distort
I searched for sunglasses
so I could lose all the colors.
What I wanted to be?
Not a princess.
What I wanted to have?
Not glass slippers.
What I wanted to be?
I wanted to be with you.
What I wanted to have?
Was your smiling face.
The wind and the smell of summer
cut through today's sky.
It's ok so I agreed
Because if it's fate like we said
then we can meet again somewhere.
la la la la la la i...
It's ok so I agreed.
la la la la la la...
Because I'm so strong.
....i dont wanna talk about it
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