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Good evening.

It's been a crazy journey. I'm thankfull to everyone who helped and supported me. After a few thinking, I've decided to leave Blooger and join Wordpress. Here's the link to my new website: https://www.realitystwisted.wordpress.com/ .

In the next few days, I will be posting my old texts and later on I'll publish new ones. Thank you for your patience. But this is something new.

Have a lovely day! ♥

피 땀 눈물 (Dark Version)

Burning roses
Land of no where
Our dreams are broken
Our dreams have fallen
Drop them into the ocean

Shall I be saved?
Wonderful Demon, don't fly away
End all this pain
Ants walking through our veins
Turning folding and twisting bones

Another time, another day
Nothing will ever save us, anyway
Drowning into the ocean, all the way

Tears falling off my face
Ears bleeding out without a trace
And a mouth screaming out your name
Running into the darkness
Seaking for someone heartless

[Now read the first letter of each verse]

피 땀 눈물 (Light Version)

Be who you want to be
Let all the pain go
One step at a time is all you need to take
Only one step
Don't be afraid

Say what you really mean
Whenever you want
Every time someone tries to bring you down
And, if it actually happens,
Turn around, say 'fuck you' and smile

Anyway,
Now you don't have to be afraid anymore
Don't run away

Take that fear you have inside of you and turn it into confidence
Eventhough you might be afraid
And lost
Run after your dreams
Seak for your happiness

[Now read the first letter of each verse]

I want to cry and I don't know why

I don't know what happening with me. I just want to cry, you know? I don't have any particular reason to do it. I just feel depressed.

I'm surrounded by fake people pretending to be my friends; the people I want to have by my side are too far away. I feel like I push them away, eventhough I don't want them to leave me.

I don't understand myself. This is affecting me way too much. I can't even spend a day without getting depressed. I have to leave this noted. I feel an extreme anxiety inside of me, a lump in my throat as if I'm not able to speak, to express myself. I hate revenges. It breaks my heart.

I never remember that I write differently when I'm sad, anguished. I always think no one will notice it but people know me too well. It's starting to become difficult to hide. Although, sometimes, people don't seems to undertsand... They must be tired of dealing with a crazy and depressed girl who keeps complaining about life and only sees the negative aspects about society itself.

And, with this,... Time passes by, our memories stay, the past becomes extincted, the present extends and the future is unexpected.