Apr 15, 2011 10:58
You see the smile that's on my mouth
It's hiding the words that don't come out
And all of my friends who think that I'm blessed
They don't know my head is a mess
No, they don't know who I really am
(с)Brandi Carlile
жизнь,
весеннее
Leave a comment
Comments 2
А вообще - это каждому знакомо. Мы не те, кто мы есть. Точнее, мы - единство из множества ;)
Вспомнился роман Германа Гессе "Степной волк".
Reply
Reply
Leave a comment