And when she started playing loud music,
we all knew her heart was broken.
Povlačim se iz svijeta blogova neko vrijeme. Tj. već neko vrijeme me tu nema i žao mi je, ali evo sad je službeno. Povlačim se... do sljedećeg trenutka slabosti. Kad budem u takvom stanju da se jednostavno moram ispuhati kroz pisanje. Pišem ja i dalje...ali ništa od tog nije vrijedno objavljivanja.^-^ Ali, našla sam ispušni ventil u glazbi. *RedJumpsuitApparatus-i rulaju <3*
I remember a year ago I was standing in the crowd
waiting for my chance to break through, my chance to live again.
Life sucks. Pogotovo moj.
Teško mi je pisati o tom svemu jer ni ja ne znam što se ustvari događa.
Nisam ni svjesna puno toga.
Ali...nadam se boljem. Još uvijek je puno optimizma u meni.
Recimo. Ali znam da se još uvijek nadam i da će doći bolje vrijeme.
Cover-up with make up in the mirror,
tell yourself it's never gonna happen again.
Zar nisam dovoljno gubila? Tko će izmjeriti bol?
Do očaja ljubila... Namjerno bježala, da bih se vraćala.
This is what I brought you, this you can keep. This is what I brought, you may forget me.
She is different from the rest of the girls. She is not fake. She has her own style. She likes to dance, sing, and act crazy with her friends. She will overanalyze everything you can possibly say. She can argue but hates to. She hates drama and can live without it and the people that cause it. But the one thing she can never understand is why he can't love her the way that she loves him.
She is full of pain. Her deep sorrow is driving her insane. She wants to scream she wants to yell, but she must never admit how hard she really fell. So as the sun begins to rise, she wipes her eyes, pastes on a smile one that looks genuine and once again she pretends that everything is fine.
Is it that hard to love a girl for who she really is?
Force a smile and blink away tears. I should be strong and have no fears, but I'm finding it hard not to frown. I'm such a strong person but I'm breaking down.
I’m not depressed; I just hate everything. I’m not a horrible person; I just let everyone down. I’m not an outcast; everyone just hates me. I’m not in love; I just constantly think of him. I’m not a mistake; I’m just not supposed to be here.
Cause I'm barely breathing and I can't find the air..
I don't know who I'm kidding, imagining you care.
She's staring out the window and she's losing track of time. She's searching for a reason not to break down tonight.
I think that's what's wrong with the world; no one says how they feel. They always hold it inside. They're sad, but they don't cry. They're happy, but they don't dance or sing. They're angry, but they don't scream. Because if they do, they feel ashamed. And that's the worst feeling in the world. So everyone walks with their heads down, and no one sees how beautiful the sky is.
She's always left out from those so called friends. In the dark there's no way out, they never really understood her pain.
But when I look in the mirror, I see a girl who's been through so much, and yet, still finds a way to smile at the past. She still loves with all her heart, or what's left of it. And when you see her walking in the hallway I can guarentee you she'll have her head up high faking a smile just one last time. And for all those people who try to break her, you never will.
She never really stands up for herself, she's always taking it all. And no one really knew how she felt cause no one really listens at all.
© ^
This is what I brought you, this you can keep. This is what I brought, you may forget me.
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Face down in the dirt, she said "this doesn't hurt"
She said "I finally had enough"...
Pozdravljam te noći, stara prijateljice.
I ovaj krug će proći, neće stić me kajanje.
I'll be back.
Post je objavljen 29.03.2009. u 20:39 sati.