That's right,only a few days to go...valentine's day the big 1-4 of the second month of the year...a great day for lovers,not so much for those who love but are not loved back. you see, valentine's day celebrates love,and it sucks for those who are alone because,well,they're alone. they may have friends and family..but seriously what good are they in valentine's day?? right??wrong! stop complaining about valentine's day. this year travel somewhere,celebrate the fact that your single and you don't have to spend money on anybody but you! visit a friend you haven't seen in a few months,go shopping,just..don't stay home eating ice-cream watching "a walk to remember" or any other movie about LOVE! i'm not saying you have to hate valentine's day,don't!Because a day will come when you'll have someone to celebrate it with and you'll want to do everything other people do: the diner,the roses,the candles... i'm just saying that just because you have a friend and not a boy/girlfriend, you shouldn't stay home depressing about how alone you are and turning your white pillow black because of all the makeup that drained from your face with all that crying. ok? have fun!
please don't hate valentine nor his day,cause his always gonna get his way =)
terça-feira, 10 de fevereiro de 2009
segunda-feira, 8 de dezembro de 2008
alter-ego, not so much
many times there were
when she didn't know who she was
looking among the old stuff she could find, nothing felt familiar
all the photos,and text messages just made it impossible to wake up
and so she tried to creat a new person
and almost succeeded
gladly she didn't,gladly i say..
and so someone great came along...
too bad his timming wasn't as great as he...too bad i think
he had everything to offer
she had no ability to receive
he opened his arms and heart
she remained closed,unavailable,cold, he might say
cold, he said
through out a conflit of opinions and feelings
things were said,sadly there's no way to take them back.
friendship fell apart...but,was it ever really there?
no she thinks...no,i say
today they say hello as if they've first met at the elevator
things will change she knows...she hopes..
thinks are changing,in fact...
she can feel it...i can see it
and that day will come
that day they had talked about will come...i hope...
that day when they'll meet and hug as old friends will come
and when that day comes...things will just be perfect...as she wishes
things will be perfect between them...and as i wish,between us.
khaly
when she didn't know who she was
looking among the old stuff she could find, nothing felt familiar
all the photos,and text messages just made it impossible to wake up
and so she tried to creat a new person
and almost succeeded
gladly she didn't,gladly i say..
and so someone great came along...
too bad his timming wasn't as great as he...too bad i think
he had everything to offer
she had no ability to receive
he opened his arms and heart
she remained closed,unavailable,cold, he might say
cold, he said
through out a conflit of opinions and feelings
things were said,sadly there's no way to take them back.
friendship fell apart...but,was it ever really there?
no she thinks...no,i say
today they say hello as if they've first met at the elevator
things will change she knows...she hopes..
thinks are changing,in fact...
she can feel it...i can see it
and that day will come
that day they had talked about will come...i hope...
that day when they'll meet and hug as old friends will come
and when that day comes...things will just be perfect...as she wishes
things will be perfect between them...and as i wish,between us.
khaly
antes e depois
Quem te apurou?
Como os anos passam por nós
É ver o tempo deixar-nos sós
E esperamos
Que justifiquem ou que nasça pelo menos alguma razão
Ao motivo pelo qual cede o corpo então
Aos anos
Sinto mais do que preciso
Perco a voz ganho juízo
E quem fui eu não sou mais
Mudam gostos ganho peso
Perco medos e cabelo
E quem fui eu não sou mais
Algo melhorou!
Ficámos sábios? pelo menos aos olhos dos outros
Ser responsável compete a poucos
A bem poucos....
Não dependemos, daqui para a frente, de ninguém
Quer dizer? O sexo agora implica quase sempre alguém
E Ainda bem!!!!
Sinto mais do que preciso
Perco voz ganho juízo
E quem fui eu não sou mais
Mudam gostos ganho peso
Perco medos e cabelo
E quem fui eu não sou mais
Não choro as partes q estão para trás
Não concluo
O meu tempo não é uma canção
Que tem quase sempre rima certa, métrica e refrão
E esta acabou.
klepht
Como os anos passam por nós
É ver o tempo deixar-nos sós
E esperamos
Que justifiquem ou que nasça pelo menos alguma razão
Ao motivo pelo qual cede o corpo então
Aos anos
Sinto mais do que preciso
Perco a voz ganho juízo
E quem fui eu não sou mais
Mudam gostos ganho peso
Perco medos e cabelo
E quem fui eu não sou mais
Algo melhorou!
Ficámos sábios? pelo menos aos olhos dos outros
Ser responsável compete a poucos
A bem poucos....
Não dependemos, daqui para a frente, de ninguém
Quer dizer? O sexo agora implica quase sempre alguém
E Ainda bem!!!!
Sinto mais do que preciso
Perco voz ganho juízo
E quem fui eu não sou mais
Mudam gostos ganho peso
Perco medos e cabelo
E quem fui eu não sou mais
Não choro as partes q estão para trás
Não concluo
O meu tempo não é uma canção
Que tem quase sempre rima certa, métrica e refrão
E esta acabou.
klepht
domingo, 20 de abril de 2008
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