I'm drowning slowly again.
No, the trouble is I can not do anything about it, I feel completely anchored. Locked in a locker, I can not move forward, even backwards. The worst thing is that not even my board, not my game.
Why is it so hard to keep the smiles of those we love? Why does it cost so much? Why there must be people looking for their tears, their sorrow? Why do I have to hear them say "really I'm doing something wrong? "just because others are a reverend bastards?
Why those who hurt you, OK, have to be your own parents, those in your life, above all of us?
Why do those who make you sick, Gianni, must be those who claimed to be friends?
Why?
I feel I can not do anything, either ... it's so sad. It makes me so bad not being able to run to embrace them, to tell the heard that everything will be fine, tomorrow will be better, not if it lasts a hundred years. But I can not, are out of reach, a locked up by her family, so they do not seem to get any comfort, the other, hundreds of miles away, where my feet would not reach, where I take a train.
bothers me, angers me so much, I beat them all, every one they did release a paltry tear. I love you two, warm, feel loved, to laugh, enjoy their lives, with no more bitter moments ... I want them happy, let them be happy.
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