no one gets to see what i became!..
in a horrible, twist pearson, hiding in a useless corps...
without a purpese i wonder the empty streets of my heart, my so many times broken heart.., taken away every piece for those who tought that could handle it. they take everything thats good, but they don't stay to see the bad.. they all run away, living my soul, every time more nacked, and cold....
no one sticks around to see wht i am really, beside my so disastrous corp...
so i guess i am meant to be alone.. UAU... it's good to know, that no one really cares, not in that special caring way...
prettendig it's the hard's part...
maybe a decent goodbye would make everything harder mas easy, hard to say, but easy to forget..
oh god so weak i am... so powerless... so insignificant..
sexta-feira, 29 de maio de 2009
sexta-feira, 15 de maio de 2009
Perdida... desorientada...
Ando pelas ruas.. sem destino.. quase sem alma... arrancada por aqueles a quem eu dediquei tempo da minha inutil vida, por aqueles que eu tentei marcar, mas apenas eles me marcaram a mim... vagueio... pensando que preciso de pensar menos em coisas que nao fazem sentido, tento sempre arranjar uma justificaçao... mas a unica que me vem a cabeça, é que eu nao sou suficiente para ninguem... que nao mereço nada, pois por mais que faça so falho...
Entao o que me resta é vaguear pelas ruas finjindo que sou algo mais, mas ao mesmo tempo nao sendo nada...
Como é que cheguei aqui ???Para onde vou??? O que é suposto fazer?! O que sou eu realmente, para alem de um jardim estragado e seco para uma alma crua e fria..??
Insisto em fazer perguntas a uma mente em desvaneio, a um corpo vazio.
Invejo aqueles que têm quem os compreenda, ou mesmo aqueles que nao têm, mas nao sentem falta... pois sozinha todas as minhas revoltas se tornam ainda mais pesadas....
Desejo a todos os que me abandonaram, uma melhor vida, pois foi por isso que partiram... Lamento os momentos em que lhes falhei, e fico aqui neste canto escuro com o que me resta, ocupando o tempo com pensamentos evitando descobrir vezes e vezes sem conta a mesma justificaçao, o mesmo problema.!
Pois estarei sempre perdida... desonrientada....
Entao o que me resta é vaguear pelas ruas finjindo que sou algo mais, mas ao mesmo tempo nao sendo nada...
Como é que cheguei aqui ???Para onde vou??? O que é suposto fazer?! O que sou eu realmente, para alem de um jardim estragado e seco para uma alma crua e fria..??
Insisto em fazer perguntas a uma mente em desvaneio, a um corpo vazio.
Invejo aqueles que têm quem os compreenda, ou mesmo aqueles que nao têm, mas nao sentem falta... pois sozinha todas as minhas revoltas se tornam ainda mais pesadas....
Desejo a todos os que me abandonaram, uma melhor vida, pois foi por isso que partiram... Lamento os momentos em que lhes falhei, e fico aqui neste canto escuro com o que me resta, ocupando o tempo com pensamentos evitando descobrir vezes e vezes sem conta a mesma justificaçao, o mesmo problema.!
Pois estarei sempre perdida... desonrientada....
sábado, 11 de abril de 2009
okay
when i don't need everybody comes...
when i don't wantt to everybody comes..
but i don't want everybody i just want you...
but maybe you don't want me...!
and i'm sad..!! i'm really sad...!!
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i'm worried i like to see my own blood just let it flow...
i mess it up again.. but you don't give a crap.. you going to leave me anyaway..
you going to leave heart breaked...~thanks anyaway
[please don't leave me....]
when i don't wantt to everybody comes..
but i don't want everybody i just want you...
but maybe you don't want me...!
and i'm sad..!! i'm really sad...!!
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i'm worried i like to see my own blood just let it flow...
i mess it up again.. but you don't give a crap.. you going to leave me anyaway..
you going to leave heart breaked...~thanks anyaway
[please don't leave me....]
quinta-feira, 9 de abril de 2009
those days!
Today is one of those days...
where nothing makes sence...
feel so little so insignificant...!!
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where nothing makes sence...
feel so little so insignificant...!!
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Very little
segunda-feira, 6 de abril de 2009
P!nk - Please Don't Leave Me
Da da da da, da da da da
Da da da, da da
Da da da, da da
I don't know if I can yell any louder
How many time I've kicked you outta here?
Or said something insulting?
Da da da, da da
I can be so mean when I wanna be
I am capable of really anything
I can cut you into pieces
But my heart is broken
Da da da, da da
Please don't leave me
Please don't leave me
I always say how I don't need you
But it's always gonna come right back to this
Please, don't leave me
How did I become so obnoxious?
What is it with you that makes me act like this?
I've never been this nasty
Da da da, da da
Can't you tell that this is all just a contest?
The one that wins will be the one that hits the hardest
But baby I don't mean itI mean it, I promise
Da da da, da da
Please don't leave me
Oh please don't leave me
I always say how I don't need you
But it's always gonna come right back to this
Please, don't leave me
I forgot to say out loud how beautiful you really are to me
I cannot be without, you're my perfect little punching bag
And I need you, I'm sorry
Da da da, da da
Da da da da, da da da da
Da da da, da da
Please, please don't leave me(Da da da, da da)Baby please don't leave me
(Da da da, da da)
No, don't leave me
Please don't leave me no no no
You say I don't need you
But it's always gonna come right back
It's gonna come right back to this
Please, don't leave me
Please don't leave me, oh no no no.
I always say how I don't need you
But it's always gonna come right back to this
Please don't leave me
Baby, please, please don't leave me
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domingo, 22 de março de 2009
no longer the same
Life is fragil...
Love is hard...
I'm not the same...
My head is heavy...
My chest is bleeding each day more and more...
I'm running out of options...
Maybe its better this way... i'm not supost to be happy...!!
i going to let it go!!
Love is hard...
I'm not the same...
My head is heavy...
My chest is bleeding each day more and more...
I'm running out of options...
Maybe its better this way... i'm not supost to be happy...!!
i going to let it go!!
domingo, 15 de março de 2009
i want to be alone... there is no one who can understand... i can't do this anymore...
io can't.. i'm going to give up..!
please forgive me ... but i'm going to give up!
you left me alone... you left alone just like every one else...!
i can't do it anymore... i'm sorry i can't... i'm sick of suffering!
i'm sorry!!
io can't.. i'm going to give up..!
please forgive me ... but i'm going to give up!
you left me alone... you left alone just like every one else...!
i can't do it anymore... i'm sorry i can't... i'm sick of suffering!
i'm sorry!!
sábado, 14 de março de 2009
silence 4 - angel song

This is me with another nervous breakdown
My pressure dropped, this body went with it
Memory fails, I'm feeling claustrophobic
I scream my silent pain in this big plain
There's no one here
Tell me who is there now
Who is there with you
I'm taking no calls unless it's her voice
I'm seeing no one unless it's herI open the mailbox every hour
Maybe I'll hit the postman
I want to hear some love words
But not in that dyslexic voice
No I won't tear apart for you
But I was given no choice
I guess I was trying to keep me alive
But once I was dead there's was nothing to do beside
Picking me up and lying me down
Waiting for some angel
To wake me and say to me:
"Hello. Don't be scared. I want you to know, you're not dead."
Kiss me, is this a dream?
Should I believe it?
Please promise to me that I'm not going to get hurt this time
Am I too good for you, am I just paranoid?
Should I get clinical or should I speak louder?
Maybe I should close my eyes for years
And wait for the strongest feeling
Out of all the feelings
To raise from youI guess
I was trying to keep me alive
But once I was dead there's was nothing to do beside
Picking me up and lying me down
Waiting for some angel
To wake me and say to me:"Hello. Don't be scared. I want you to know, you're not dead."
Kiss me, is this a dream?
Should I believe it?
Please promise to me that I'm not going to get hurt this time
Am I real? are you real? is this real?
What's real?Am I real? are you real? is this real?
Tell me, what's real?
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nothing else to say!
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