Io non sono nessuno

che non so MAI cosa dirti, quando IO dovrei parlarti.

Cado sempre nel banale.

Listening Art Of Life ~ X-Japan

Desert Rose
Why do you live alone
If you are sad
I'll make you leave this life
Are you white, blue or bloody red
All I can see is drowning in cold grey sand

The winds of time
You knock me to the ground
I'm dying of thirst
I wanna run away
I don't know how to set me free to live
My mind cries out feeling pain

I've been roaming to find myself
How long have I been feeling endless hurt
Falling down, rain flows into my heart
In the pain I'm waiting for you
Can't go back
No place to go back to
Life is lost, Flowers fall
If it's all dreams
Now wake me up
If it's all real
Just kill me

I'm making the wall inside my heart
I don't wanna let my emotions get out
It scares me to look at the world
Don't want to find myself lost in your eyes
I tried to drown my past in grey
I never wanna feel more pain
Ran away from you without saying any words
What I don't wanna lose is love

Through my eyes
Time goes by like tears
My emotion's losing the color of life
Kill my heart
Release all my pain
I'm shouting out loud
Insanity takes hold over me

Turning away from the wall
Nothing I can see
The scream deep inside
reflecting another person in my heart
He calls me from within
"All existence you see before you
must be wiped out :
Dream, Reality, Memories,
and Yourself"

I begin to lose control of myself
My lust is so blind, destroys my mind
Nobody can stop my turning to madness
No matter how you try to hold me in your heart
Why do you wanna raise these walls
I don't know the meaning of hatred
My brain gets blown away hearing words of lies
I only want to hold your love

Stab the dolls filled with hate
Wash yourself with their blood
Drive into the raging current of time
Swing your murderous weapon into the belly
"the earth"
Shout and start creating confusion
Shed your blood for pleasure
And what? For love?
What am I supposed to do?

I believe in the madness called "Now"
Past and future prison my heart
Time is blind
But I wanna trace my love
on the wall of time, over pain in my heart
Art of life
Insane blade stabbing dreams
Try to break all truth now
But I can't heal this broken heart in pain
Cannot start to live, Cannot end my life
Keep on crying

Close my eyes
Time breathes I can hear
All love and sadness
melt in my heart


Dry my tears
Wipe my bloody face
I wanna feel me living my life
outside my walls

You can't draw a picture of yesterday, so
You're painting your heart with your blood
You can't say "No"
Only turning the wheel of time
with a rope around your neck
You build a wall of morality and take a breath
from between the bricks
You make up imaginary enemies and are chased by them
You're trying to commit suicide
You're satisfied with your prologue
Now you're painting your first chapter black
You are putting the scraps of life together
and trying to make an asylum for yourself
You're hitting a bell at the edge of the stage
and
You are trying to kill me

I believe in the madness called "Now"
Time goes flowing, breaking my heart
Wanna live
Can't let my heart kill myself
Still I haven't found what I'm looking for
Art of life
I try to stop myself
But my heart goes to destroy the truth
Tell me why
I want the meaning of my life
Do I try to live, Do I try to love
in my dream

I'm breaking the wall inside my heart
I just wanna let my emotions get out
Nobody can stop
I'm running to freedom
No matter how you try to hold me in your world
Like a doll carried by the flow of time
I sacrificed the present moment for the future
I was in chains of memory half-blinded
Losing my heart, walking in the sea of dreams

Close my eyes
Rose breathes I can hear
All love and sadness melt in my heart
Dry my tears
Wipe my bloody face
I wanna feel me living my life
outside my mind

Dreams can make me mad
I can't leave my dream
I can't stop myself
Don't know what I am
What lies are truth?
What truths are lies?

I believe in the madness called "Now"
Time goes flowing, breaking my heart
Wanna live
Can't let my heart kill myself
Still I haven't found what I'm looking for
Art of life
I try to stop myself
But my heart goes to destroy the truth
Tell me why
I want the meaning of my life
Do I try to live? Do I try to love?

Art of life
An Eternal Bleeding heart
You never wanna breathe your last
Wanna live
Can't let my heart kill myself
Still I'm feeling for
A Rose is breathing love
in my life

"Voglio un taglio di capelli diverso, voglio il labret, voglio mettermi l'eyeliner nero e non voglio i brufoli"

Chissà perchè Ora voglio cambiare così tanto. Te lo sai? [il "Te" è tendente ad infinito]
Mi sento davvero dentro una scatola, dalla quale vorrei finalmente uscire, uff, basta, non ho più voglia di essere così, voglio stroncarmi, voglio cambiare ancora, voglio fare quello che mi piace, volgio essere come mi piacerebbe essere. Si, diverso, nuovo, "alla moda" [nel mio caso ha un significato totalmente diverso da quello che pensate voi]. E non ho più voglia nemmeno di stare qui ogni giorno. voglio che quella cazzo di agenzia pubblcitaria di viareggio o lucca legga il mio curriculum, voglio lavorare, voglio guadagnare, e soprattutto voglio fare quello che amo fare: la Grafica. E non ho più voglia nemmeno di sentirmi dire le stesse identiche cose dal fumettaio quando vado a ritirare MPD Psycho n°4 e Full Metal Alchemist 2 -"Non sono ancora arrivati..mi spiace"- mi dice lui -"ok"- dico io.

Ed ho voglia di mettermi lo smalto nero.

E riavrei voglia di avere qualche amico, vicino, intendo. Non solo in chat. vorrei riandare qualche sera al baraonda, quel localino tanto squallido quanto bello. La mia Simo è tutto, è vero, ma stare rinchiuso tutte le sere in casa..non c'ho più l'abitudine di un tempo. Ho litigato con tutti i miei ex amici, adesso ho solo la mia ragazza a proteggermi ed amarmi, e volermi bene.

Ti amo, ti amo e TI AMO da impazzire..

E la mia ragazza non me la tocca nessuno. Guai a chi lo fa. É la mia vita, non voglio perderla.
Gli unici momenti di sfogo li ho quando mi vedo con lei, a pisa, o a firenze, o a castiglioncello..che parlo, parlo, parlo, rido, scherzo e non mi fermo più. Mi fa star bene. Quando son là, mi dimentico un pò di tutto, anche del fatto che vorrei essere nato jappo e roba simile, ma va beh. Tralasciamo. ASD.

Oh si, avevo proprio bisogno di un piccolo sfogo, in questa lugubre serata [che?] di dipendenza my chemicolromiana e finleyana [chissà perchè sono così poser e mi metto ad ascoltare sta merda].

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