Hetken Tie on Kevyt..

..ma sparg..ma sparg in bucati si ele se duc la toata lumea.La toti cei care conteaza..chiar si la cei noi in viata mea..chiar si la tine cel care rade acum si m'ai face sa rad si pe mine dar sunt prea obosita, sunt obosita sa ma sparg.
Vrei sa ai o bucata? poti sa alegi..nu ma voi supara..de ce as face'o? voi mi-ati dat parti din voi , macar atat pot face si eu nu? Sa ma sparg pentru voi..azi, maine , poimaine..mereu..forever and a day
Ma sparg, si nu stiu daca e ceea ce vreau dar stiu ca e ceea ce trebuie sa fac acum..De ce vei intreba poate? Nu stiu sa'ti spun pentru ca raspunsul il caut si eu. Dar stiu ca nu aici e raspunsul si ca nu va veni acum..Ci mai tarziu, cand nu va mai fi cautat. Asa e cu lucrurile atunci cand sunt prea disperata sa le gasesc..nu se va intampla atunci, ci doar cand o voi lasa balta. Si e ironic dar cine sunt eu sa ma pun in calea universului?
Ma sparg si drumul pe care o voi lua nu stiu daca va fi cel mai fericit dar macar e cel pe care mi'l doresc eu. Tot ce vreau e sprijinul celor care conteaza, iar ei mereu imi vor fi alaturi atat timp cat exist. Poate vor disparea intr'o zi dar pana atunci ii tin langa mine si ei ma formeaza pe mine, si cu cat vor disparea cu atat si eu voi disparea..si voi cadea..in gol.

Inside out..

She was sitting at her desk thinking about some things..She lit a cigarette though usually it's not her thing to smoke. Well not today! Today she's something else..someone else, and the cigarette was a symbol of the point she was trying to prove.
Putting her headphones on she got isolated from the world outside..They don't need her anyway and she was never seeking for their company, because everyone she needed had a place to crash inside her heart..So they were there, inside..not outside..The music was gently building up in her blood, getting in her bones, she was becoming one with the vibes and the riffs and the noise..Oh the noise! The pumping of the blood and the beating of the heart and the vibration of your whole body..It made her always feel complete and with whatever song she chose she could have easily been anyone and have any kind of behaviour: she could be sad, happy, junkie, a whore or a saint, nobody or just a godess..And today that's what she needed..to feel everything.
While she started typing something to a friend she started singing the lyrics:
'No one ever knows
How their story goes..'
Sometimes she wished she knew, or have one little clue about how her life will turn out to be..She wanted to know if her dreams would come true or if she should continue being afraid..
Her friend told her: Don't be..it's the way things go..we make our own destiny and we are the only masters of our lives..don't ever be afraid..you're not going to fall and if sometimes you will lose control, you can always stand up and start over again..and again..
..And again..