zašto je tako teško biti iskren....

nocas sam sanjala jako cudan san... Sanjala sam Njega. Nije bio divan i krasan,savrsenih proporcija i plocica na trbuhu,ali bio je Taj.znala sam to.san je bio tako stvaran da ni sama nisam bila sigurna jeli doista bio san. No dosadna zraka sunca u svitanje podsjetila me gdje sam...podsjetila me da Njega nema,i da je sve samo tek projekcija mojih podsvjesnih zelja.da sve malo previse lici na bajku,a u bajke sam davno prestala vjerovati. Dan je bio kao i svaki drugi,a meni ostaje tracak nade da san mozda jednog dana ne bude samo iluzija kojoj je jedna zraka sunca dovoljna da nestane...

.... ili je istina ono da su muškarci robovi svoje erekcije?

I feel these four walls closing in
Face up against the glass I'm looking out mmm
Is this my life I'm wonderin'
It happened so fast how do I turn this thing around?

Is this the bed I chose to make?
There's greener pastures I'm thinkin' about mmmmm
Wide open spaces far away

All I want is the wind in my hair
To face the fear but not feel scared

Wild Horses I wanna be like you
Throwing caution to the wind I'll run free too
Wish I could recklessly love like I'm longi'n to.
Wanna run with the wild horses. run with the wild horses

I see the girl I wanna be
Ridin bareback carefree along the shore
If only that someone was me
Jumpin headfirst, headlong without a thought

To act and damn the consequence
How I wish it could be that easy mmmmm
But fears surround me like a fence
I wanna break free

There were places we would go at midnight
There were secrets that nobody else would know
There's a reason but I don't know why
I don't know why
I don't know why
I thought they all belonged to me

Who's that girl?
Where's she from?
No she can't be the one
That you want
That has stolen my world
It's not real, it's not right
It's my day, it's my night
By the way
Who's that girl living my life?
Oh no, living my life

Seems like everything's the same around me
Then I look again and everything has changed
I'm not dreaming so I don't know why
I don't know why
I don't know why
She's everywhere I wanna be

Who's that girl?
Where's she from?
No she can't be the one
That you want
That has stolen my world
It's not real, it's not right
It's my day, it's my night
By the way
Who's that girl living my life?

I'm the one who made you laugh
Who made you feel
And made you sad
I'm not sorry
For what we did
For who we were
I'm not sorry
I'm not her

Who's that girl?
Where's she from?
No she can't be the one
That you want
That has stolen my world
It's not real, it's not right
It's my day, it's my night
By the way
Who's that girl living my life?
Oh no, living my life...

... ima istine. rekli su mi neki...uključi se...jesam, ali ne valja. ljudi ne podnose istinu ako nije onakva kakvom je oni žele čuti, a ja lagati ne želim i neću. ne zbog njih. zbog sebe....
dobro medo veli.... kupi si psića :-)
mislim da i bum :-)
a od ovih oko sebe dižem ruke

....svi nešto lažu. prije to nisam primjećivala, ili tom nisam dodavala važnosti, ali što sam starija, više me smeta... zašto je tako teško biti iskren?
gledam ljude oko sebe...kad smo skupa na licima glumljeni osmjesi i lažna ljubaznost, čim netko okrene leđa iznosi se prljavo rublje... ili ga se izmišlja.....istina ionako više nije bitna. u što se pretvorio ovaj svijet? zašto su ljudi zaboravili značenje riječi "prijateljstvo"?
oni koji mi se jave pitaju zašto sam ovdje...ne, ne tražim ništa i nikoga...samo promatram... i ovdje i u realnom svijetu. i sve mi se manje sviđa ono što vidim. zar je tako teško biti iskren?