quarta-feira, 23 de junho de 2010

Role of a Lifetime

Everything’s an act,
When you’re pleasing everyone.
And he assumes that role
To such renown.
He plays a perfect part,
Straight from his heart
Knowing the risk he takes
And hoping that the house
Is not brought down.

The role of a lifetime is living a fantasy.
The trauma that you struggle to erase.
Thoughts battle words over deeds
A war with such casualties.
All played out behind a smiling face.

God I need your guidance
Tell me what it means
To live a life where nothings as it seems.
Spending days in silent fear,
And spending nights in lonely prayer.
Hoping that one day when you wake,
Those feelings won’t be there.

So confused because I feel complete with him
When we're alone it all somehow makes sense.
Look into his eyes for some compromise
Remember the word, forget
And try to bury something so intense.

You learn to play the straight man,
Your lines become routine.
Never really saying what you mean.
But I know the scene will change,
White picket fences, and a dog,
A trophy bride and children
God I know that’s what he wants
But Jason what role do I play,
Am I a savior or a phase?
Am I here to damn you?
Or to help you navigate this maze.
Where confusion is a crime,
So you fill your life with sound,
And if you dance like hell,
You hope you never touch the ground.
What happens when the music stops?
In the silence will he stay one day,
One day you'll realize that these feelings aren't going away
So we drive ourselves insane,
Spinning circles in our souls,
As we dance around and play pretend.
Then once again,
Reprise our roles.

domingo, 25 de abril de 2010

Raiza

Eu sou feita de sonhos interrompidos, detalhes despercebidos e amores mal resolvidos. Sou feita de choros sem ter razão, pessoas no coração e atos por impulsão.
Sinto falta de lugares que não conheci, experiências que não vivi e momentos que já esqueci. Eu sou amor e carinho constante, distraída até o bastante, não paro por instante! Já, tive noites mal dormidas, perdi pessoas muito queridas, cumpri coisas não-prometidas. Muitas vezes eu desisti sem mesmo tentar, pensei em fugir para não enfrentar e sorri para não chorar.
Eu sinto pelas coisas que não mudei, amizades que não cultivei, aqueles que eu julguei e coisas que eu falei.
Tenho saudade de pessoas que fui conhecendo, lembranças que fui esquecendo, amigos que acabei perdendo, mas continuo Vivendo e aprendendo

sábado, 24 de abril de 2010

Renata

Romantismo não me define, apenas me descreve.

- "Uma moeda pelos seus pensamentos", me disseram uma vez. E o único sinal de sanidade mental que vinha de mim nauqele momento eram apenas romances que fico inventando durante os minutos de tempo livre. Finais românticos, sacrifícios por outra pessoa, casamentos sem fim. As vezes me pego desenhando em guardanapos os tantos finais felizes que imagino para mim. Penso também que essa é uma forma um tanto quanto diferente de tortura mental; mas eu não me importo, pois esse modo de vida destrutível se encaixa perfertaimente a minhas idéias sem lógica e minha rotina depressiva; mas, quem sabe, não seja apenas drama de uma adolescente incompreendida.


Uns dizem ingenuidade, outros dizem infantilidade; pra mim isso só é mais uma forma de personalidade.

quinta-feira, 18 de março de 2010

I dreamed a dream

There was a time when men were kind,
And their voices were soft,
And their words inviting.
There was a time when love was blind,
And the world was a song,
And the song was exciting.
There was a time when it all went wrong...

I dreamed a dream in time gone by,
When hope was high and life, worth living.
I dreamed that love would never die,
I dreamed that God would be forgiving.
Then I was young and unafraid,
And dreams were made and used and wasted.
There was no ransom to be paid,
No song unsung, no wine, untasted.

But the tigers come at night,
With their voices soft as thunder,
As they tear your hope apart,
And they turn your dream to shame.

He slept a summer by my side,
He filled my days with endless wonder...
He took my childhood in his stride,
But he was gone when autumn came!

And still I dream he'll come to me,
That we will live the years together,
But there are dreams that cannot be,
And there are storms we cannot weather!

I had a dream my life would be
So different from this hell I'm living,
So different now from what it seemed...
Now life has killed the dream I dreamed...