Bolesna sam i u bjegu od dosade radila sam sve..cak i sredivala sobu... pronasla sam stare leksikone,spomenare,moje stare biljeznice u kojima su bile rjeci pjesama,mudre misli...nasla sam i stari dnevnik... smijala sam se dok sam ga citala...kakve su gluposti tu bile..pisala sam koliko bi dobila u skoli,opisivala bi odjecu koju sam nosila u skolu..prepricavala filmove i serije koje sam gledala...a onda sam pronasla moj najnoviji dnevnik,onj koji sam pisala priko lita,kad sam bila sretna,puna nade..puna zivota..vise nije bilo onoga danas sam naravila ovo,a onda ono..nego po prvi put moji su osjecaji bili tu zapisani..svatko tko bi procitao prvu recenicu mogao bi vidjeti da sam zaljubljena.jednostavno tekstovi su zracili ljubavlju,srecom....a onda sam okrenula na zadnje stranice koje su opisivale moje stanje nakon ''dana D''..bilo je to moje stanje duse..patnja,povrjedenost..tek sam tad shvatila koliko mi je bilo stalo..ali kaze se COVJEK OSJETI DA JE BIO SRETAN TEK ONDA KAD HODA PO RUSEVINAMA IZGUBLJENE LJUBAVI.. svugdje su bile rijeci pisama.. najcesce rem-everybody hurts..pisme koju bi uvijek pustala kad bi bila tuzna...satima bi lezala na krevetu,grcevito drzeci mog medvjedica lijuci gorke suze dok bi slusala tu pismu...uz nju bi lakse skupila hrabrosti da iz moje sobe,mog utocista izadem s osmjehom na licu.....
Ovo je trebala biti oda pjesmi,ispalo je nesto sasvim drugo..ali glavno da sam ja to izbacila iz sebe..
"Everybody Hurts"
When the day is long and the night, the night is yours alone,
When you're sure you've had enough of this life, well hang on.
Don't let yourself go, everybody cries and everybody hurts sometimes.
Sometimes everything is wrong. Now it's time to sing along.
When your day is night alone, (hold on, hold on)
If you feel like letting go, (hold on)
When you think you've had too much of this life, well hang on.
Everybody hurts. Take comfort in your friends.
Everybody hurts. Don't throw your hand. Oh, no. Don't throw your hand.
If you feel like you're alone, no, no, no, you are not alone
If you're on your own in this life, the days and nights are long,
When you think you've had too much of this life to hang on.
Well, everybody hurts sometimes,
Everybody cries. And everybody hurts sometimes.
And everybody hurts sometimes. So, hold on, hold on.
Hold on, hold on. Hold on, hold on. Hold on, hold on. (Repeat & fade)
(Everybody hurts. You are not alone.)
Post je objavljen 29.11.2004. u 22:16 sati.