Es bueno poder escribir sin tapujos. Es bueno escribir y poder transmitir las cosas.
Últimamente he estado envuelta en emociones fuertes. He tratado de ser fuerte. Hay veces que me resulta estar bien. Hay otras que me sale la parte arisca que tengo. Otras en donde no pienso y ya estoy dejando alguna embarrada. Y otras donde ya me largo a llorar.
Febrero fue un mes nefasto. Pero se que igual hay una luz y todos saldremos bien. Obvio, con penita, pero yo creo que lo mejor en la vida es luchar y dar la cara...y eso lo felicito.
Se viene la entrada de la U. Miedo. En fin, muchas emociones.
ANNA NALICK LYRICS">
2 AM and she calls me 'cause I'm still awake,"Can you help me unravel my latest mistake?,I don't love him. Winter just wasn't my season"Yeah we walk through the doors, so accusing their eyesLike they have any right at all to criticize,Hypocrites. You're all here for the very same reason'Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cableAnd life's like an hourglass, glued to the tableNo one can find the rewind button, girl.So cradle your head in your handsAnd breathe... just breathe,Oh breathe, just breatheMay he turned 21 on the base at Fort Bliss"Just a day" he said down to the flask in his fist,"Ain't been sober, since maybe October of last year."Here in town you can tell he's been down for a while,But, my God, it's so beautiful when the boy smiles,Wanna hold him. Maybe I'll just sing about it.Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable,And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table.No one can find the rewind button, boys,So cradle your head in your hands,And breathe... just breathe,Oh breathe, just breatheThere's a light at each end of this tunnel,You shout 'cause you're just as far in as you'll ever be outAnd these mistakes you've made, you'll just make them againIf you only try turning around.2 AM and I'm still awake, writing a songIf I get it all down on paper, it's no longer inside of me,Threatening the life it belongs toAnd I feel like I'm naked in front of the crowdCause these words are my diary, screaming out loudAnd I know that you'll use them, however you want toBut you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable,And life's like an hourglass, glued to the tableNo one can find the rewind button nowSing it if you understand.and breathe, just breathewoah breathe, just breathe,Oh breathe, just breathe,Oh breathe, just breathe.
