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  • 1 year later...
Posted

Lost and lonely, scared and confused
We both have a past, nothing to lose, tonight
Well, it cuts like a knife these bad luck blues
We both got scars from the hell we been through
Somebody's gotta win, somebody's gotta lose

Kid Rock Sheryl Crow - Collide

Posted

J'ai plusieurs démons
Coincé dans ma tête
Qui m'souffle à l'oreille
Abandonne la quête
J'essaie de respirer
Mais je suis fatigué
J'aimerais avancer mais mes talons sont scellés
La santé mentale oui c'est un chemin tortueux
Mais tant que je respire j'irai toujours chercher mieux
Oui même à genoux moi je rêves encore de grandeur
La dépression m'chuchote des mots mais c'est moi l'auteur
Les pensées me hantent oui j'ai peur de perdre le contrôle chanteur meeko titre dépression 

 

Soprano inaya 

J'ai souvent eu tendance, à rapper ma peine
Aujourd'hui, j'viens chanter ma joie, Inaya

Je vis dans les étoiles depuis que t'es là
Regarde moi! regarde moi!
Je n'sais plus avoir mal depuis que t'es là
Viens dans mes bras! viens dans mes bras!
Oh Inaya! oh Inaya!  

Dédicace à ma fille inaya 

  • 3 weeks later...
Posted

Not a song but a poem?  😃

 

If …

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;

If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream – and not make dreams your master;
If you can think – and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;

If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with wornout tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;

If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings – nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;

If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run –
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And – which is more – you’ll be a Man my son!

Posted

Minha mãe não gosta de você
E ela gosta de todo mundo
E eu nunca gosto de
admitir que estava errado
E eu tenho estado tão envolvido no meu trabalho
Não vi o que estava acontecendo, mas agora eu sei que
estou melhor dormindo sozinho

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