The Country Of Tears.
The country of tears is mysterious. Every time I lose myself in my own thoughts, well, I get crazy. Not that it bothers me, nahh. I just release my thoughts on a piece of paper.
This is not nice, I rarely laugh lately. I’m just not okay. I don’t have anything new to tell you. I've lost my friends.. & I feel like, somehow, I am, I don’t know. I feel like I’m made of ice, waiting to break. The country of tears is mysterious, I visit that country too often and that’s against me. Something happens and I miss my “flights”, so I leave love waiting at the arrival gates. I get more and more introverted, alienation, they call it. I collect in my heart the power to turn into someone else. I learnt how to give love. Don’t be afraid, I’ll be here if you ever need me, don’t forget that.
I never pretend. I’m not acting. I don’t play with feelings and people. I never pretended, always remember that. I’ll stand by you forever if you’re close enough. Every time I lose myself, I get back there, wandering on streets so that you won’t be afraid. I leave “I love you”s go down the drain. I was brought up with ideals and values. Those who want me and give me love stick with me so that we can get through the difficulties of life, collect enough strength to kill any phobias. Don’t f*ck with my heart, I am still a little kid. My friends who really care are not a lot but I’ve enjoyed every drunken night with them, every walk, every goal, and every piece of advice I’ve received and gave in every step. My name’s Nicole & I say what I think. If you’ve ever betrayed me, think of it again, it’s a shame, ain’t it?
I have the impression that some don’t respect me as a person. You’ve become like what you’re sick of the most: me. I wonder, should I get sad? I have emotional wounds from you and I don’t forget that.
I write what I’m feeling. Sorry, I can’t help it.
& In Greek xD
This is not nice, I rarely laugh lately. I’m just not okay. I don’t have anything new to tell you. I've lost my friends.. & I feel like, somehow, I am, I don’t know. I feel like I’m made of ice, waiting to break. The country of tears is mysterious, I visit that country too often and that’s against me. Something happens and I miss my “flights”, so I leave love waiting at the arrival gates. I get more and more introverted, alienation, they call it. I collect in my heart the power to turn into someone else. I learnt how to give love. Don’t be afraid, I’ll be here if you ever need me, don’t forget that.
I never pretend. I’m not acting. I don’t play with feelings and people. I never pretended, always remember that. I’ll stand by you forever if you’re close enough. Every time I lose myself, I get back there, wandering on streets so that you won’t be afraid. I leave “I love you”s go down the drain. I was brought up with ideals and values. Those who want me and give me love stick with me so that we can get through the difficulties of life, collect enough strength to kill any phobias. Don’t f*ck with my heart, I am still a little kid. My friends who really care are not a lot but I’ve enjoyed every drunken night with them, every walk, every goal, and every piece of advice I’ve received and gave in every step. My name’s Nicole & I say what I think. If you’ve ever betrayed me, think of it again, it’s a shame, ain’t it?
I have the impression that some don’t respect me as a person. You’ve become like what you’re sick of the most: me. I wonder, should I get sad? I have emotional wounds from you and I don’t forget that.
I write what I’m feeling. Sorry, I can’t help it.
& In Greek xD
the beginning is all sentimental, talking about tears and all, then you go on all "f u", that kinda confuses me.
take your life into your hands. tears are normal. ups and downs make our life worth living. there will always be people who you like, who like you, who you dont like and who dont like you. friends stop being friends, you make new friends, people fight etc. Its all part of our lives.
the Greek writing looks really cool XD
Love, June 20th, 2008 at 12:46:29am
very well written
im always always here for you and you know it
i love you
btw it looks SO much longer in greek and your handwritting is adorable.
TrE cOoL eAtS tAcOs, June 20th, 2008 at 12:45:40am
really well written. I like this blog♥
*hugs*
Bubble Wrap., June 20th, 2008 at 12:43:56am