That's not me... and.. hate. and dziesma kas lika pasmieties

Šovakar biju tiešām ļoti dīvainā garastāvoklī, ūn tā dēļ cieta cilvēks.
Really sorry. I guess šitā ir pirmā reize, kad es zināju ka es daru kaut ko tādu ko nožēlošu, bet tāpat turpināju to darīt, nesaprotamu iemeslu dēļ. Jām, sorry for all the bad things I said.
And yeah, I think I'm beginning to be a person who hates a lot of stuff, es tāds agrāk nebiju. :/
Un vēļ man rodas daudz spontānu ideju, lai veidot kādas drastiskas pārmaiņas manā dzīvē, pat ja tās galīgi nav vajadzīgas, un pēc tām galīgi neprasās... getting the weird "ja es nolēmu, tad lai arī cik bezjēdzīgi tas ir, es to izdarīšu" attitude in my brain. Neierasti.
Un.. Man šodien kaut ko apsolīja, kaut ko tādu, kas tad kad pienāks, darīs mani happy, ūn es biju šokā, kad man to apsolīja ^__^ thank jū. ^^ prieks apzināties ka tomēr ir jauki cilvēki, ūn ka es šobrīd pazīštu tik daudz tādus ^^.
Oh un Ivi, paldies par sāpošiem vaigiem no smiekliem. :D
Un jā, I said goodbye to myself today. ^^
Let us begin. ^^

Ūn jā, dziesma kas lika pasmaidīt --->
Faded away like the color in a blue sky at the end of the day.
Night falls and the search begins for something better than this.

A scream or a cry, the truth or a lie,
I'm not sure they will save us this time.
I don't wanna be around
when it all comes down to watch something beautiful die.

You said the only way was to run away.
You're sick of me so you just can't stick around to hear me pleading
(I'm pleading).
Does it show?
I'm pathetic, I know.
I just can't stand here and watch you go.
I'm running after you (I'm running after you).

Helpless, cause my hands are tied.
Eyelids pinned back so they're open wide.
In a theatre, all alone in the front row,
to watch something beautiful die.

A scream or a cry, the truth or a lie,
I'm not sure they will save us this time.
I don't wanna be around
when it all comes down to watch something beautiful die.

You said the only way was to run away.
You're sick of me so you just can't stick around to hear me pleading
(I'm pleading).
Does it show?
I'm pathetic, I know.
I just can't stand here and watch you go.
I'm running after you (I'm running after you).

What happened to the things we used to do?
You said it's all the same and that you needed a change.
You left without goodbye and now I'm wondering why.
But I don't think I want to know all the things that he does better
and how the past just doesn't matter.
You left me once but this time will be the last time.

You said the only way was to run away.
You're sick of me so you just can't stick around to hear me pleading
(I'm pleading).
Does it show?
I'm pathetic, I know.
I just can't stand here and watch you go.
I'm running after you (I'm running after you).

Look for the feeling that we lost.
Where did you have it last?
Maybe if we retrace our steps.
But we can't find the path that led us here to where we stand.
Face to face to watch this bitter end.
Now something beautiful is dead.