I could be a rock star.
I could be brilliant.
I could be amazing.
I could be loved.
I could be every FUCKING thing I want.
However… I am a coward.
I’m so stupid I could bury myself in the sand.
Deal with that. Or not.
I walked down the streets.
Good thoughts were inside my head.
I ran and I ran. And I ran more.
I was looking for me.
My legs were going to explode.
Anyway, I had a very good reason to go on.
I was running from someone that wasn’t me.
I have a long journey to walk, I know.
But today, I feel whole. Complete.
I guess I found myself.
What I am feeling
Deep here inside.
I know I shoudn’t care about the way other people think
Or pay attention on what they dream for me
But what am I gonna do?
How can I tell something like that?
What about the people I love and care about?
How can I admit this feeling?
I’m not so sure of it, though
But I know it is here
Inside of me
Burning til I die
Ready to comes out
Need to scream my lungs out
But seriously, how? How?
Sometimes I wanna die
I could simply die only to end this pain
But then I remember of my family
Of my friends
Of all the people I love and care about
(hold on! breathe for a while!)
Feelings may be dangerous
And they could be fatal
I have so many things to rearrange
To think about it
And mainly how to finish the right way
Everything must come to an end.
When this is going to end?
(hold on again)
I should be careful
I should be patient
Try to end this pain
Putting all my suffering
All my sadness
In something good
Something I can do well
Just wanna be great
I fear this isn’t going to end.
This is not going to end so early.
And you should know one thing:
I’m afraid of the last chapter.
And I need some answers
Sometimes I feel I dont need them
But I need to know, actually.
No matter how painful they can be.
Inside my heart
There’s a lot of mess
I’d give my two decades of life
To have a little peace of mind
I’m begging you:
For what I am
For the things that I do
For the things I’m not so sure about.
Life isnt easy, buddie.
How can I finish this pain?
Just tell me
How can I love my fucking way?
I’m a X
But they want to turn me into a Y.
Now can you understand what I am feeling?
Deep here inside.
Glee’s Original Song was truly epic. As the other singing competitions, they did great. Blaine kissed Kurt. This was actually Kurt’s first kiss. Karofsky’s didnt count it. Brittany didnt count it too cos Kurt wasnt being himself there. He was totally faking his masculinity. He was just making out with Brittany. That’s why I think it didnt count it. Rachel’s pain caused by Finn and Quinn (bitch) inspired her to compose Get it Right. Great and so much emotional song. Loser like me was nice too, but Rachel Berry totally blew me away! And at last but not least: Kurt’s Blackbird cover was awesome too. This is the second “Beatles” solo he sings. The first one was I Want To Hold Your Hand in Grilled Cheesus. Mercedes’ Hell to the No song made me roll on the floor. Only Child, sung and composed by Rachel was so… weird. hahahaha Anyway, they’re going to Nationals, you freak bitches!
Not feeling so good these days. Don’t ask me why cos I cant tell you exactly. All I know is that I’m frustrated about several things and, in the moment, I cant do anything to heal my pain. I’m afraid of losing my grip. Nobody knows what I’m feeling right now. Nobody knows and NEVER will know. Unbelieveble. I’m really a loser. I used to respect myself, but now… I can’t even talk about. Sick and tired about everything. I need a “turn off” button.
I believe today is gonna be a brighter day. Everything is gonna be ok and I’m totally aware of it. However I should be awake for the storm. Life isn’t about waiting for the storm to pass. It’s about learning to dance in the rain. Besides, nobody said it was easy. Life isn’t easy and we gotta do the right moves. The world is still rounding and rounding and you gotta scream your lungs out: I’m part of this giant ball and I’M SO GONNA MAKE THIS RIGHT, BITCHES!
My life sucks.
It sucks even more. I could even kill myself 2nite.
And then appears you, Penny Lane.
Suddenly I fall in love with Penny.
I’ve been dumped by her. That cruel, heartless, evil bitch.
My angry is gone. I think I still love her. I decided to put all my suffering into a book.
My book turns into a best-seller all around the world. The title: Memoirs of a Dumped Guy
Curiously, you fall into me and see ribbons of colours. I mean, you ‘re really loving me (or my fame?) You know, love and fame in the same sentence… that’s about a dangerous game. Really dangerous.
After all, I have learned to love myself before anyone else.
Penny doesnt get this – really hard for her to understand – and she didnt want to let me go.
She’d rather be blind than see me with another girl.
Guess what? I fell in love with Fresh Daisy. Somebody made especially for me.
Months later, I saw her with another guy.