Something's just isn't right. I can feel it inside. The truth isn't far behind me, you can't deny.
When I turn the lights out, when I close my eyes reality overcomes me: I'm living a lie.
When I'm alone, I feel so much better. And when I'm around you, I don't feel.
Together, it doesn't feel right at all. Together, together we've built a wall. Together, holding hands we'll fall.
This has gone on so long, I realize that I need something good to rely on, something for me.
When I'm alone, I feel so much better and when I'm around you, I don't feel.
My heart is broken, I'm lying here. My thoughts are choking on you, my dear. On you, my dear. On you, my dear.
When I'm around you, I don't feel together.
I don't feel together.

Este tema es la descripción exacta del momento por el cual estoy pasando, Y cuando digo exacto me refiero a todas y cada una de las palabras en él.
Gracias Avril, por hacer música para cada uno de los momentos de mi vida.

Well, I couldn't tell you why she felt that way, she felt it everyday. And I couldn't help her, I just watched her make the same mistakes again.
What's wrong, what's wrong now? Too many, too many problems. Don't know where she belongs, where she belongs. She wants to go home but nobody's home; that's where she lies, broken inside. With no place to go, no place to go to dry her eyes. Broken inside
Open your eyes and look outside, find the reasons why you've been rejected, and now you can't find what you've left behind.
Her feelings she hides, her dreams she can't find. She's losing her mind, she's fallen behind; and she can't find her place, she's losing her faith. She's fallen from grace, she's all over the place, yeah

She's lost inside, lost inside. She's lost inside, lost inside.

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Rellenando los agujeros de mi felicidad

Este blog está agonizando. Parece que últimamente todo lo que tengo que decir es personal y por lo tanto no apto para esta cuenta. Por alguna razón lo fui abandonando poco a poco, como si me hubiese quedado sin palabras coherentes, sin algo más que metáforas y renglones que sólo tienen sentido para mi.
Todo se retuerce ante mis ojos pero estoy tapando los hoyos de mi felicidad. Estoy tratando de remendarla de alguna forma. Si tan sólo pudiera quedar intacta.
Voy cubriendo los agujeros con mis dedos pero a veces diez no son suficientes. Tal vez se necesiten más, tal vez necesite otros. Es como tratar de hacer un eclipse con tu puño. No podemos cubrir el sol con nuestras manos, es imposible, es un engaño. Pero la felicidad como el sol, siempre esta ahi, solo debemos verla, buscarla. Depende de nosotros querer encontrarla o estancarnos el el camino.

Everyone is perfect when they smile.

Less me. Porque tengo la mandíbula torcida. Right. Got it?? Now fuck off :D