Es war einmal...

dríade... sometimes we feel we're driving nuts... sometimes we think we're getting lost... manchmal fürchtern wir, dass unser' zeit gegangen ist... manchmal wohlen wir, dass unser' träume in erfüllung gehen... a veces deseamos que nuestros mundos sean mejores... a veces parece que nuestros recuerdos son traicioneros... just sometimes... nur manchmal... solo a veces...

Friday, June 10, 2005

perfect life

once upon a time, i met an amazing girl who was able to get everything she wanted (almost) without effort... whatever... friends, dates, guys, grades, permissions, etc.
- she was different from every other girl, she was sincere, honest, intelligent and she never forgot being herself... she was trustful and she could give everything for her friends, they were very close and she used to think they deserved it all...
- she was determinant, imposing... even when her goals seemed too ambitious and risky, she found a way to get them...
- she was always there ready to help, with an advise waiting to be pronounced...
- every time i saw her, she surprised me more and more with her particular style, her flirtatiousness, her decision, her guts and her ability to make people feel good and safe although sometimes she was going through a hard time...
- no one could resist her charm and determination, she was the example, the unequaled, the desired, the one...
it was a long time ago...
- now, things just don't work that way, you can't even imagine being like her...
- now, there's always somone behind you waiting for an opportunity to betray you, waiting for a chance to hurt you and make you feel the less significant human being around the world...
- now, you can't get the best grade because everybody will talk; you can't get all the permissions because then they will see you as a libertine; you can't get a date because there's always someone who wants the same; you can't have any guy because they are too stupid or womanizers; you can't have all the friends you want because there's always something to envy...
- now, we have to wait, we have to smile, we have to be like little puppets and wait for someone to decide for us and control our lives...
- but i say... go over! get a life! let us be just like we want, stop judging us...
- we are free and deserve respect, we have feelings and we want to survive...
... i miss myself so much, you have no idea

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