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"You haven't changed
You're still the same
May you rise as you fall"
Many things change, many people change... I have changed.
Or maybe ...
I used to get drunk, get wasted, pass out and dream about shooting stars coming down in slow motion... landing over my sheets... tiny as they seem up in the sky. That kind of dream usually made me nauseous.
I used to create my own reality show. I locked myself in my bedroom and I pretended that there were a bunch of cameras there. Then I noticed that I would always pick the pantie off my butt, burp loudly after some soda and do some weird noise or movement. I wasn't a graceful girl back then... I am not a graceful woman now.
I used to draw on the floor in my bedroom and listen to music while doing it. And I sang them... just like Picasso used to do.
I used to sing... loudly and proudly of my voice. My mom never thought the same... nobody did. But I kept on singing because it was beautiful... I recorded many of the musics I composed and sang. Today I heard some of them on tape... it really sucked.
I used to be single... today I am married.
I used to break dolls, today I am a mom.
You're still the same
May you rise as you fall"
Many things change, many people change... I have changed.
Or maybe ...
I used to get drunk, get wasted, pass out and dream about shooting stars coming down in slow motion... landing over my sheets... tiny as they seem up in the sky. That kind of dream usually made me nauseous.
I used to create my own reality show. I locked myself in my bedroom and I pretended that there were a bunch of cameras there. Then I noticed that I would always pick the pantie off my butt, burp loudly after some soda and do some weird noise or movement. I wasn't a graceful girl back then... I am not a graceful woman now.
I used to draw on the floor in my bedroom and listen to music while doing it. And I sang them... just like Picasso used to do.
I used to sing... loudly and proudly of my voice. My mom never thought the same... nobody did. But I kept on singing because it was beautiful... I recorded many of the musics I composed and sang. Today I heard some of them on tape... it really sucked.
I used to be single... today I am married.
I used to break dolls, today I am a mom.