CHEEKY & SELFISH
My life is more important to me than yours, I'm not bad or nichilist don't mix me with dirt, It's just that my self-esteem ain't at the level of the baseboard, I know my worth, I'm cheeky, maybe, but I do it better for myself, I warehouse victory on the life shelf, Dozens of cups to collect by the end of my life, When I need I'm secretive and from the outside a shy guy, You cannot buy me I'm not corrupt, I've a high price, I consider myself as such and I think my eyes are wise, When I look into your face I see a mask with many lies I put my life much higher than yours and you, In my eyes, you're nobody like the rules, The life of a stranger, or your life, WHICH DID YOU THINK I WOULD CHOOSE? WORRYIN' ONLY 'BOUT MYSELF AND NO ONE ELSE IS WHAT I'M USED TO I'm cheeky and selfish, From all the reproaches, my brain starts to melt, with So much heat and pain as if in hell, No, it's not a shame, it's just overheating from useless trash, I live my life, I won't let you change it, It's only mine, I'M SURE YOU WILL BREAK IT Umm, Can you just live your life and not stop me from living mine? Huh? Please?...
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«And in my hour of darkness She is standing right in front of me Speaking words of wisdom, "Let it be"» Beatles - Let it be Хай буде так. Прийми своє життя. Прийми негоду, біль і в серці рану. Прийми свою не вічність, як буття. Прийми, що у людей на тебе інші плани. І не кричи, не плач, коли летиш із неба. Земля тверда. Це так. Реальна. Не м'яка. Живи та не шкодуй. Так було треба. Можливо не тобі. Комусь. Чиясь рука. Ти витримав. Стерпів. Усі пройшов дороги. Ти не зламався, ні. Ти просто біг не так. Ти просто падав. Просто вірив богу, І довіряв не тим. Кохав не так. Хай буде так. Прийми, що ти один І залишайся сильним, що б не було далі. Життя лиш мить, в яку стікає плин годин. Лиш зайчик сонячний, ребро медалі. Бо що б не було - ти не вічний, ні. І те що має тут коштовність, там - згорає. Ти помираєш тут. Зникаєш на війні. Та пам'ятай - у смерті щастя аж ніяк немає.
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The girl that questions everything,is a girl that needs many answers.She wanders the earth trying to find the person that can answer her many queries.Everthing she writes has a hidden question that makes her heart ache and her head hurt.She spends days writing sad story's that she forgets her sad life.Shes in a painful story that never ends,she's in a story that writes itself.The pages in the book were filled ever so easy,because her heart wrote it for her.She spent her life being afraid,that's what made it so boring.Finding her passion was easy,but fulfilling it was the hardest part of all.Her writing may be boring and sad,but it's what keeps her sane. "She had all the questions in the word,and he had all the answers." Lillian xx
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