"Changes"
I'm not supposed to be scared of anything
But I don't know where I am
I wish that I could move but I'm exhausted
And nobody understands (how I feel)
I'm trying hard to breathe now
But there's no air in my lungs
There's no one here to talk to
And the pain inside is making me numb
Try to hold this under control,
You can't help me, cause no one knows
Now I'm going through changes, changes
God, I feel so frustrated lately
When I get suffocated, save me
Now I'm going through changes, changes
Feelin' weak and weary
Walkin' through the world alone
Everything they say every word of it
Cuts me to the bone, (and I bleed)
I've got something to say
But now I've got nowhere to turn
It feels like I've been buried
Underneath all the weight of the world
I try to hold this under control,
They can't help me, cause no one knows
Now I'm going through changes, changes
God, I feel so frustrated lately
When I get suffocated, save me
Now I'm going through changes, changes
I'm blind and shakin', bound and breakin'
I hope I'll make it, through all these changes
Now I'm going through changes, changes
God, I feel so frustrated lately
When I get suffocated, save me
Now I'm going through changes, changes
Now I'm falling apart, now I feel it
But I'm going through changes, changes
God, I feel so frustrated lately
And I get suffocated, I hate this
But I'm going through changes, changes
Three Doors Down
(how I feel everyday of my life)

2 Comments:
olha eu aki!!!!!!!! :)
ha dias em k qd te vejo percebo logo k tas mesmo em baixo... e inevitavelmente nao sou capaz de te fazer sorrir...
espero k esta onda passe num relampago!
beijinho pa ti... e ve se me começas a fazer companhia nas aulas!
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Sem querer enganei-m na coisa da ratinha e clikei p ir pa baixo... e vim parar a este post. olhei po dia em k o postaste... e veio-m à memória o que passei nesse dia. Foi um dos melhores dias deste ano que finda, para mim. 11 de Outubro de 2006 ... ineskecível. Mas tudo o que é bom acaba. e já acabou.
"And the pain inside is making me numb" Agora sim, estou morta por dentro. E a última recordação que tenho tua é um sorriso, na paragem da fct... ironia do destino!
Bjufa! :p
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