Segundos

I'm tired of being what you want me to be

Feeling so faithless, lost under the surface

I don't know what you're expecting of me

Put under the pressure

Of walking in your shoes

(Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow)

Every step that I take is another mistake to you

(Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow)

I've become so numb

I can't feel you there

Become so tired

So much more aware

I'm becoming this

All I want to do

Is be more like me

And be less like you

Can't you see that you're smothering me

Holding too tightly

Afraid to lose control

'Cause everything that you thought I would be

Has fallen apart right in front of you

(Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow)

Every step that I take is another mistake to you

(Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow)

And every second I waste is more than I can take

I've become so numb

I can't feel you there

Become so tired

So much more aware

I'm becoming this

All I want to do

Is be more like me

And be less like you

And I know

I may end up failing too

But I know

You were just like me

With someone disappointed in you

I've become so numb

I can't feel you there

I'm Become so tired

So much more aware

I'm becoming this

All I want to do

Is be more like me

And be less like you

I've become so numb I can't feel you there

(I'm tired of being what you want me to be)

I've become so numb I can't feel you there

(I'm tired of being what you want me to be)

Numb - Linkin Park

Incompleta

Eu nunca fui de me apegar fácil à coisas e pessoas, mas já são quase dois anos e o apego então aconteceu. Intensamente. Pode parecer exagero, mas todo fim de domingo, eu fico vazia. Parece que me tiraram de dentro de mim, como se eu tivesse ido embora e só fosse voltar na próxima sexta-feira. A carcaça permanece, mas não tem sentido estar de pé, está completamente oca. Juro que gostaria de ter uma solução eficaz para tal sentimento, mas não consigo encontrá-la. A única que me vem a cabeça só será realizada em tempos futuros. Não resolve a urgência, digo, a minha urgência. Fugir do indesejável e caminhar de encontro às realizações. Eu sonho ser maior e mais ágil, pra alcançar o degrau que tanto desejo. Depois dele, outros virão, mas esse eu quero muito, quero depressa, sinto a necessidade de subi-lo. Iniciar uma nova vida, bem diferente da anterior. E ela vai se chamar Felicidade.

"Livrai-nos de todo o mal. Amém."