Saturday, July 14, 2007

being nobody - going nowhere





"...io ripenso alle cose che ho scritto quando avevo dodici anni...e sto ancora cercando le stesse cose...

lo so...lo vedo...tutto intorno a me...ma si ferma alla mia pelle...non riesco a farlo entrare...è sempre stato così...e sarà sempre così...riesco a sentirlo in brevi momenti con J. perchè mi ama con tanta intensità...la stessa che avevano quelle persone che mi trattavano di merda..."

"...I think back to what I wrote when I was twelve...and I'm still searching for the same things...I know it...I can see it...it's all around me...but it ends on my skin...I can't let it inside...it has always been and it will always be like that...I can feel it sometimes with J. cause he loves me so deeply...the same way of the people who treated me like a shit..."

---I'm letting down...it seems like every choice I made has a comeback...I can see all my life and how my choices changed it...and how I changed other people's one...I made the wrong choice too many times...and now I'm here...I'm so lonesome I could cry...but it ain't no tears left...my heart is cold...

Hear the lonesome whiperwill

He sounds too blue to fly
The midnight train is whining low
Im so lonesome I could cry

Ive never seen a night so long
When time goes crawling by
The moon just went behind a cloud
To hide its face and cry

Did you ever see a robin weep
When leaves begin to die
That means hes lost the will to live
Im so lonesome I could cry

The silence of a falling star
Lights up a purple sky
And as I wonder where you are
Im so lonesome I could cry