No, you don't know what it's like... to be like me...

Welcome To My Life.

Do you ever feel like breaking down?
Do you ever feel out of place?
Like somehow you just don't belong
and no one understands you...?

Do you ever wanna run away?
Do you lock yourself in your room?
With the radio on turned up so loud
and no one hears you screaming...?

No you don't know what it's like,
when nothing feels alright.
You don't know what it's like
to be like me...

To be hurt, to feel lost .
To be left out in the dark .
To be kicked when you're down.
To feel like you've been pushed around.
To be on the edge of breaking down
and no one's there to save you...
No you don't know what it's like.
Welcome to my life.

Do you wanna be somebody else?
Are you sick of feeling so left out?
Are you desperate to find something more
before your life is over?
Are you stuck inside a world you hate?
Are you sick of everyone around
with the big fake smiles and stupid lies
while deep inside your bleeding...?

No you don't know what it's like,
when nothing feels alright.
You don't know what it's like
to be like me...

To be hurt, to feel lost .
To be left out in the dark .
To be kicked when you're down.
To feel like you've been pushed around.
To be on the edge of breaking down
and no one's there to save you...
No you don't know what it's like.
Welcome to my life.

No one ever lied straight to your face.
No one ever stabbed you in the back.
You might think I'm happy,
but I'm not gonna be ok.
Everybody always gave you what you wanted.
You never had to work.
It was always there.
You don't know what it's like...
What it's like...

To be hurt, to feel lost .
To be left out in the dark .
To be kicked when you're down.
To feel like you've been pushed around.
To be on the edge of breaking down
and no one's there to save you...
No you don't know what it's like.
Welcome to my life.

Welcome to my life...

Nebojte sa, nemám depku. Ale proste zbožňujem túto pesničku. Tá melódia, ale tie slová! Niekedy sa fakt takto cítime. Nikto nám nerozumie. Nikto tu nie je pre nás. Sme sami. V noci plačeme. Nechodíme von. Neznášame svet, ľudí. Najmä ľudí. Povieme niečo a môžeme si byť istí, že od tých ľudí k nám nepríde porozumenie. Skôr niečo iné. Počúvame depresívne pesničky. Vyžívame sa v ich slovách. Niekto sa uzavrie, niekto všetky pocity hodí na blog. Hoci ich nikto nečíta, je to istá úľava. By the way – raz som narazila na blog dievčaťa, ktoré sa práve takto vypisuje. Neviem ako vy, ale ja asi takto svoje pocity vyjadriť nedokážem. Môj názor. A k tomu má rado Simple Plan a pekne fotí, ale to je vedľajšie :D Krásne podáva svoje pocity, hoci sú zlé. Vypisuje sa. To by sme mali občas skúsiť všetci, keď sa cítime samy. A nedržať to v sebe. Keď to v sebe dlho držíte, je tu možnosť, že potom proste vyletíte. Vybuchnete ako bomba. Posypete všetkých výčitkami? Poviete, čo by ste normálne nepovedali?

Samota zabíja. Super sa mi tu hodí názov mojej poviedky. Samota zabíja. Občas nás núti robiť veci, ktoré by sme nerobili.

Človek sa cíti sám aj medzi davom ľudí. Keď nemá skutočného priateľa.

Toľko môjho uvažovania.

A vážne – nemám depku ;)

Len včera večer (keď som to písala), som mala zase tak trošku tú náladu.

Inak, už mám dopísanú FF. Kratučká.