martes, enero 06, 2004

El Regreso de la Momia.... Intentar huir de mi vida real, marchándome cuatro días a Zaragoza, sólo da resultados momentáneamente. He vuelto y todo sigue igual. Lo mismo de siempre. En realidad ni siquiera sé si quiero que algo cambie o que todo siga como hasta ahora. Y para colmo he vuelto a ver (por trillonésima vez) Las Horas (cada vez que la veo me gusta más, y le encuentro más sentido) y me he vuelto a rallar. Tengo que mirar mi vida a la cara, y verla tal y como es, y o aprender a quererla.........o si no me gusta, cambiarla. He dicho. Sonando Famous, Gloria Estefan UnWrapped 2003 What in this world, feels so alive, makes us then breaks us then helps us survive. Buries our hopes, then revives our desire to succeed we're all greed. Who in this world, see's when I cry. Throws me then shows me that I'm justified measure my worth then decide that I'm not what they need, they've agreed. Where in this world can I hide where can I find someone that see's me inside to confide. How in this world, can I go on wondering if you'll think of me when I'm gone. Shielding my eyes from the pity-less light of the glare should you care. When in this world is it enough I never thought it could be quite this rough, living my life as if millions of people don't stare, they're not there. Why should I have to defend or derive. Most of the rules of the game, I've defied. Though it's been hard on my pride, it's been one hell of a ride. Curiously I didn't set out to be... famous.