Drop Dead Diva

 

Time is money

Time is running

Passing by the life

Faster than the light

 

What am I supposed to do?

Because always caring about others opinion

Is not a good way to hear

Your intuition, your truth

 

So much opinions

A lot of words to tell you

What to do

But no one to be there with

 

You have been far

A drop dead diva

Now you’re opening your eyes

And there is such a beautiful day outside

 

The people got accostumed to

Feel pity and sorry for you

Now it’s changing

So don’t forget how it was before

 

But don’t live like before

Start all over again

Every day

Can be a new start or not

Write Your Own History

 

I feel Nostalgic

But it is not a bad thing

Remembering and not be sad

Talking and not feel sorry

 

It is a process

To change myself

Don’t feel guilty

Continue living

 

There is still a dream

Behind this wall

Things to do

Give everything of me

So it will be worth

 

Life has shown

She is by my side

Fighting and providing

The opportunities to grow

 

The everlasting love fairy tale

Is over                      Is done

Going Back to Light

After a lot of time I decided to write again.
Maybe because after so much time I feel like complete even being incomplete. Even though the past is not heal at all.
Watching ‘The Lake House’ and drinking some beer…I was excited again about love and life.
Actually a lot of things are taking me back to my memories and how excited I could be about sometihng new and new ideas.
I’m wirting down my ideas as also a way to bring my feelings not understood by me.
Maybe even my medicines are working. Being depressed is not good.
Soon I will be posting my new lyrics.

Get Over

I’ve tried not to think
But every word I wrote
Bring me back to it

The songs I hear
It’s all in my dreams
This empty space is not
And will never be filled

How could I be such selfish
And son’t even care about me
To enjoy every little bit of it
And want to finish with everything

That was our last time
I cried after we made love
We slept together and I asked you to stay
After five months I was still waiting

Hearing from your mouth by the phone
It was over
And that felling of hope
I carried on my shoulder
That was quite hard
But there is a big emotion still

I can be depressed, I can burst into tears
But you won’t be back, I wouldn’t have you here
Need to walk on my own feet
To learn and get over it
Even though it was good
It’s more than necessary to think about me