fredag 8 april 2011

I wish that I was stronger

Kan inte bli frisk. Inte ens fastän jag skulle villa. Det bara går inte. Och inte kan jag banta heller. Kommer att leva resten av mitt liv som ful och fet och vara deprimerad och aldrig bli frisk från min ednos/bulimi.

Innocent they swim
I tell them no
And they just dive right in
But do they know
It's a long way down?
And there's no air or sound
Down below
The surface

There's something in the water
I do not feel safe
It always feels like torture
To be this close
I wish that I was stronger
I'd separate the waves
Not just let the water
Take me away

There was a time I'd dip my feet
And it would roll off my skin
Now every time I get close to the edge
I'm scared of falling in
'Cause I don't want to be stranded again
On my own
When the tide comes in
And pulls me below
The surface

There's something in the water
I do not feel safe
It always feels like torture
To be this close
I wish that I was stronger
I'd separate the waves
Not just let the water
Take me away

Hurts - The Water

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