sábado, 19 de março de 2011

Who knows the Truth?!

Hi fellows!
Once again, I'm right here to tell you about my life. If it is going fine or not doesn't matter. What really matter is that I'm just moving on... (Please don't ask me if I'm fine or this kind of stuff, 'cause I won't know how to answer it)
"Keep moving!" - It's what I'm trying to do now! After many disappointments, look forward is the best thing I can do. I don't wanna really know what's coming next, I'm gonna try to simply live my life, without empty spectations! I'm sick of these damn things! I'm tired waiting for someone special.
It's funny how sometimes we don't appreciate the company of people whose only intention is make us happy for real. On the contrary, we remain stuck in the edge, waiting for someone which might never show up in our lives. No, no, no... It's completely wrong! The things shouldn't happen in this way! It's unfair!
Well, I really believe we're born to be happy! The question is "What is Happiness and how to get it?!" It's all over! I don't know the truth behind this astounding question! I confess to you that is too hard being happy nowadays and I wonder if couldn't be better if I just give up! Ok, people who know me don't even think about this possibility. "Reinaldo is giving up to be happy?! Is it a joke? It might be 'cause I don't believe in it!" - I'm glad there are people who recognize I'm not coward to simply give up being happy or find my "love of my life"... You must be sure that I won't ever give up. Even when it's hard to write with tears in the eyes, I assure you I'll never give up! After all, I must act as an example for who don't believe in love.
Actually, I'm wondering if all these things are worth of fighting for. I trust in love! And you? Do you believe in it?

Well, I'm not used to writing poems in English, but I have one which was partially written in English. I hope you enjoy its inherent melancoly.

Thinkin' about life

Às vezes me pergunto
Se não estou sendo precipitado
Afinal, até agora,
Nenhum sinal foi dado

Sometimes I ask to myself
If I’m doing something wrong
What do I need in this moment?
I must be strong

Mas o que me irrita é esta
Falta de uma palavra dada
Gostaria e preciso
Saber o que se passa

I try to go on my way
Forget everything I’ve done
But it’s hard to live
Knowing that I’m now alone

O que mais maltrata
É esta dor no peito
Culpa do sentimento
Que não sabe sentir direito

Go ahead and never give up!
It’s what I’ve learned in my life
No matter what happend
I know I will survive!

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