Ma, je...!
Ponekad me podsjeća na hrpu puzzla koje treba posložiti... ali... kakogod krenem, a uvijek krećem od rubova, njih je najlakše složiti, naći im mjesto i biti zadovoljan urađenim... a sredina slike mi izmiče i ostaje nesložena jer je sve nejasno, ostaje kao sjena očekivanja, planova, neizvjesnosti, dok originalna slika ne postoji, niti će ikada postojati...
Da li ću ikada uspjeti?
Vjerujem da neću... jer... što bih poslije, nakon sto bih sve posložila?
Sve razbacala pa slagala ponovo? Nema smisla...
Uzela novu sliku? Neeee...
Ne možemo živjeti nečiji tuđi život...
Dobro je baš ovako kako jest…Puno puta mi se dogodi da jedan komadić puzzle nema svoje mjesto, pa ga ponekad utrpam tamo gdje mu nije mjesto :)
Pa ga onda, ipak, vadim van jer me smeta... i tražim mu novo, pravo mjesto...I... Baš kad mislim da sam pri kraju i da je slika dosla do neke točke kada je slaganje skoro pa dobilo odraze svojeg kraja, ponovo jedan komadić koji se ne uklapa nigdje :) Imam dojam da sam ponovo negdje, na početku... spremna za borbu... za traženje jos jednog komadića... za još jedan bolji početak...
Učim se na svojim pogreškama... i drago mi je zbog toga :)
Pusa svima!
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By The Way
(Red Hot Chili Peppers)
Standing in line to see the show tonight,
And there's a light on,
Heavy glow.
By the way I tried to say I'd be there,
Waiting for.
Dani the girl is singing songs to me,
Beneath the marquee,
Overload.
Steak knife.
Card Shark.
Con job.
Boot cut.
Skin that flick, she's such a little DJ.
Get there quick by street but not the freeway.
Turn that trick to make a little leeway.
Beat that nic but not the way that we play.
Dog town.
Blood bath.
Rib cage.
Soft tail.
Standing in line to see the show tonight,
And there's a light on,
Heavy glow.
By the way I tried to say I'd be there,
Waiting for.
Black jack.
Dope dick.
Pawn shop.
Quick pick.
Kiss that dyke, I know you want to hold one.
Not on strike, but I'm about to bowl one.
Bite that mic, I know you never stole one.
Girls that like a story so I told one.
Song bird.
Cash back.
Main line.
Hard top.
Standing in line to see the show tonight,
And there's a light on,
Heavy glow.
By the way I tried to say I'd be there,
Waiting for.
Dani the girl is singing songs to me,
Beneath the marquee... of her soul.
By the way I tried to say I'd be there,
Waiting for.
Ooh ahh, guess you never meant it.
Ooh ahh, guess you never meant it.
Ooh ahh, guess you never meant it.
Ooh ahh, guess you never meant it.
Ooh ahh, guess you never meant it.
Ooh ahh, guess you never meant it.
Ooh ahh, guess you never meant it.
Ohh ahh.
Standing in line to see the show tonight,
And there's a light on,
Heavy glow.
By the way I tried to say I'd be there,
Waiting for.
Dani the girl is singing songs to me,
Beneath the marquee,
Of her soul.
By the way I tried to say i know you,
From before
Standing in line to see the show tonight,
And there's a light on,
Heavy glow.
By the way I tried to say I'd be there,
Waiting for.
The Man Who Sold The World
(Nirvana)
We passed upon the stair, we spoke in was and when
Although I wasn't there, he said I was his friend
Which came as a surprise I spoke into his eyes
I found you dead alone, a long long time ago
Oh no, not me
We never lost control
You're face to face
With The Man Who Sold The World
I laughed and shook his hand, and made my way back home
I searched for form and land, for years and years I roamed
I gazed a gazely stare, we walked a millions years
I must have died alone, a long long time ago
Who knows? not me
I never lost control
You're face to face
With the Man who Sold the World
Who knows? not me
We never lost control
You're face to face
With the Man who Sold the World