Getting Better

Well,
I guess I'm getting better og this depretion.
Don't feel so sad,
So alone,...
But I still have this feelings,
Just,
They aren't so deep like they used to be.
Now,
I feel a bit more free,
I feel like a bird,
That was closed in a jail
And now he is free to sprew his wings.
It's a espetacular sensation.
A freedom sensation.
I can't remember he last time I've felt this way.
...
But it's great.
Wonder why I've been in "jail" so long...
But it doesn't matter,
I'm almost free!
Almost...
Almost because I, sometimes, still feeling sad,
And alone,...
But now,
It's more rarely,
Because I feel that I have friends,
A lot of them,
If I don't have one beside me,
I have others.
It's great have friends,
Because they are part of life.
Its impossible to live without them.

Alone(Again)

All alone again, it looks like there's nothing more left for me,...
Well, this is normal, unless for me,
This is kind of sad, but,... this is my life, be alone with my book, my draws, my music,...
But what can I do?
I realy think that there's nothing that I can do, I think that, I need somebody to change me, because I need friends and company to change my mind, my habits,... my personalaty.
But the problem is, that nobody notice that, that I need somebody to be changed... This is becoming a bit confused... =P well,...the ideia I want to give you is that been alone can be horreble, but in other times it's the only way we have to understand why we are like this.

Part of My Story

I'm feeling sad,
I feel like myself worths nothing,
Like, I'm doing nothing around here,
Like there's nothing left for me,
When, I was a child,
I've thought a funny thing,
I've thought:
"In the Futur,
I'll be remembered as the Godess or a Saint of Sadness"(lol)
I've thought that,
Because this Era begun in that year,
I've changed school,
Change friends,
Changed everything in my life,
And I begun to feel sad,
And alone,
Because I couldn't talk with others,
I felt very shy,
So,
I just stop beeing so social,
And I begun to be the person that I am now.
This is just a bit of my story,
But it is the most relevant part of it,...
Until now.
Maybe some day,
I'll wright about all my stoty,
Or,
Until the end ,
Of the person.


Dedicated to my ex-schoolmates(4th,5th,6th,7th,and 8th school years)

My Self, My Life...

Now,
I'm feeling realy sad, Alone, Without friends.
But it isn't true,
I have them,
But I don't have them with me all the time.
But still,
It doesn't confort me.
There are people that are always joking with me.
But they don't notice,
That they are hurting me,
Hurting my heart,
And my soul.
All of this,
Make me hate my self,
More and more,
Day after day.
But no one cares,
They play with eatch others,
They talk about what happen or what they've done,
But me...
They don't recall that I'm there,
And put me outside,
Even without noticing.
But the fawlt isn't their,
It's mine...I think so...
I'm just not inside of what they think,
They say,...everything.
And that makes me sad .
I some times think that I'm the most sad person of the world.
Sad and stupid.
All I do,
All I say,
It allways sound me like jokes.
But,
The worst thing is,
When I tell why I'm sad or something,
Everyone laughts,
Because they think I'm joking,
Or,
What I've said is stupid.
But I am how I am,
And the people just don't acept me how I am.
I, somtimes,
Wish I could be diferent,
More confident,
More hard,
Not so shy,
Not so sad,...
Be diferent,
Be a social person,
With a lot of happiness and smiles to share.
But the only thing I have to share is,
Sadness,
Shyness,...
How I wish to be diferent...

Amigos: Há, realmente, gente espec...

Definitivamente há gente espectacular neste mundo. Às vezes uma pessoa sente-se só e sem amigos apesar de conhecer muita gente, e não se dando conta, muita dessa gente preocupa-se realmente com sigo, só que, não estão sempre ao seu lado para @ consolar, acarinhar, reconfortar, ...daí muitas vezes as pessoas sentirem-se em baixo, e sós. Os amigos são, definitivamente, necessários para viver, e são estes que muitas vezes limpam as lágrimas deixadas pelo amor, deixadas pela carência de afecto,... Os amigos corrigem-nos quando estamos enganados, "ensinam-nos a pescar em vez de nos dar o peixe", consolam-nos, sabem sempre o que dizer(ou não =S =P), fazem palhaçadas só para nos animar, gostam de nos ver a rir, rindo conosco, quando estamos tristes e choramos eles partilham da nossa tristeza e consolam-nos,...
Os amigos são aquelas pessoas especiais que nunca esqueceremos ou porque nos ajudaram a ultrapassar uma fase difícil, ou porque nos apoiaram num projecto, ou por outra razão qualquer.mas uma coisa e certa, nunca os esqueceremos, pois foram muitos especiais para nós.
Os Amigos são pessoas espetaculares.

Bring me to Life

How can you see into my eyes
like open doors?
leading you down into my core
where I've become so numb
Without a soul;
my spirit's sleeping somewhere cold,
until you find it there and lead it back home.

(Wake me up.)
Wake me up inside.
(I can't wake up.)
Wake me up inside.
(Save me. )
Call my name and save me from the dark.
(Wake me up. )
Bid my blood to run.
(I can't wake up. )
Before I come undone.
(Save me. )
Save me from the nothing I've become.

Now that I know what I'm without
you can't just leave me.
Breathe into me and make me real.
Bring me to life.

(Wake me up.)
Wake me up inside.
(I can't wake up.)
Wake me up inside.
(Save me. )
Call my name and save me from the dark.
(Wake me up. )
Bid my blood to run.
(I can't wake up. )
Before I come undone.
(Save me. )
Save me from the nothing I've become

Bring me to life.
I've been living a lie/There's nothing inside.
Bring me to life.

Frozen inside without your touch,
without your love, darling.
Only you are the life among the dead.

All this time
I can't believe I couldn't see
Kept in the dark
but you were there in front of me
I've been sleeping a 1000 years it seems.
I've got to open my eyes to everything.
Without a thought
Without a voice
Without a soul
Don't let me die here/There must be something more.
Bring me to life.

(Wake me up.)
Wake me up inside.
(I can't wake up.)
Wake me up inside.
(Save me. )
Call my name and save me from the dark.
(Wake me up. )
Bid my blood to run.
(I can't wake up. )
Before I come undone.
(Save me. )
Save me from the nothing I've become.

Bring me to life.
I've been living a lie/There's nothing inside.
Bring me to life.

Evanescence

What's the Problem?

Feeling realy sad,
alone,
and empty.
I don't know what to do,
just can't stop feeling this way.
This is , truely, very hard,
when I feel this way almost 4 years.
It was hard to a child with 9 years feel all alone,
feel cold and blind in the dark.
Still figuring out what is the problem of all of this,
and still don't understand what's the problem.
One thing is shure,
something is.

Tourniquet

I tried to kill the pain
But only brought more (so much more)
I lay dying
And I’m pouring crimson regret and betrayal
I'm dying praying bleeding and screaming
Am I too lost to be saved?
Am I too lost?

My God, my tourniquet
Return to me salvation
My God my tourniquet
Return to me salvation

Do you remember me
Lost for so long
Will you be on the other side
or will you forget me?
I'm dying, praying, bleeding and screaming
Am I too lost to be saved?
Am I too lost?

My God, my tourniquet
Return to me salvation
My God my tourniquet
Return to me salvation

My wounds cry for the grave
My soul cries for deliverance
Will I be denied?
Christ, Tourniquet
My suicide...


Am I too lost?
Suicide...

Evanescence

O meu Nick

Eis a explicação do meu nick,Legna Krad Edagener-Renegade Dark Angel. Durante 4 anos senti-me excluída, estava sempre sozinha e sentia-me como me sinto agora, deprimida, sozinha, triste,...sentia-me como se estivesse perdida numa floresta negra, sem rumo, perdida e sozinha, sentia-me sem coração nem alma, simplesmente um corpo ambulante.Sentia-me como um anjo despojado dos Ceus, renegado pelos outros e posto à prova por Deus, pura e simplesmente diferente deles o suficiente para me porem à parte. Muito triste as pessoas não darem conta do que se passa à volta delas , mas eu não posso fazer nada, aliás, não consigo fazer nada, essas pessoas é que teram de fazer, apesar de eu já me sentir perdida, numa floresta negra...

Tantas Saudades

Tantas saudades...Não te vejo há tanto tempo,...mas não te esqueço,...os amigos nunca se esquecem,...principalmente quando nos ajudam como tu me ajudas te,...tu mudas te me e notou se muito isso, tornei-me um pouco mais sociável, mais alegre, animada,...sentia-me como não me sentia há anos, ...4 longos anos,...sabia que eras boa pessoa nesses anos só que... eras influenciável, mas eras boa pessoa, sempre soube. E agora estou noutra escola, noutra turma, e tu não vieste comigo...senti-me um pouco sozinha pois não conhecia ninguém, só de vista e mesmo assim ...
Tenho tantas saudades tuas,...espero poder-mos ficar outra vez juntas, fazer asneiras rir que nem umas parvas, falar de tudo e de nada, ...




Tenho muitas saudades tuas...bjnhs fofos só pa ti Mari

Hurted Chest

My chest hurts,
And I'm wandering,
"Is my heart,
Or my soul?"
I truly don't know,
I just know that it hurts.
It could be for my memories,
Those from the Past,
Those I want to forget but I can't,
Or maybe,
Is that person that was kind of special for me,
That person that made me dream,
Dream dreams without end,
Without sense,
Dreams that can never be true or real.
That person that now I think was joking with me,
Or,
Maybe not.
I can't be shure of that,
Because I'm not in his head.
But that doesn't matter now.
My chest hurts,
And is a true pain,
A pain that I think,
It won't stop,
Until I discover the problem,
To fix it,
Or not.
Depends of the problem.
There are things that cannot be fix,
Like love,
But still,
It can be forgoten if possible,
If not,
We can't do anythingf.
Only wait.

My Self, My Life...

Now,
I'm feeling realy bad,
Alone,
Without friends.
But it isn't true,
I have them,
I just don't have them with me all the time.
But, still...
It doesn't confort me.
There are people that are always jokingwith me.
But they don't notice,
That are hurting me,
hurting my heart,
And my soul.
All of this,
Make me hate my self,
More and more,
Day after day.
But no one cares.
They play with each other,
They talk about what hapen or,
What they've done,
But me...
They don't recall that I'm there,
And put me outside,
Even without noticing.
But the fault isn't of them,
It's mine...I think so...
I'm just not inside
Of what they think,
They say...everything.
And that makes me sad.
I sometimes think that I'm the most sad person of tha world.
Sad and stupid.
All I do,
All I say,
It always sound me like jokes.
But,
the worst thing is
When I tell why I'm sad or sometyhing
Everyone laughts,
Because they think I'm joking,
Or,
What I've saidis stupid.
But I am how I am,
And the people just don't acept me how I am.
I sometimes,
Wish I could be diferent,
More confident,
More hard,...
Not so shy,
Sot so sad,....
Be diferent,
Be a social person,
With a lot of happiness and smiles to share.
But the only thing I have to share is,
Sadness,
Shy,...
How I wish to be diferent...

Ring

My silver ring,
It is a memories ring.
All I recall,
All my memories,
I remember them by looking into it.
I see what I saw,
I fell what I felt,
I also remember the musics I was hearing in that moment.
But it won't bring me back those moments.
If that was possible,
I would say I won't want them back,
But probably,
I would think I want.
This life is so strange.
We,
Sometimes,say one thing,
And think other,
Just to don't admit the truth,
For fear or something.
But we shouldn't do that,
We should always say the truth,
Because, later we wil think that we should have done other thing,
And that we've done will become a memory,
Like the others,
A memorie to recall,
To think about,
To learn with,
To never do the same mistake again.

Your Face

I see your face,
In the mirror,
In the water of the river,
In the clouds of the sky,
In the leafs of the trees.
I see you,
Because I can't forget you,
The way you toch me,
The way you say all those things to me.
I won't forget you,
But I must learn to live without you,
Because I've never loved you,
And you've never loved me.
So,
I think is better this way.
Try to forget me,
And I'll forget you,
And go on with my life.
So,
I only say you one thing,
Goodbye.

The Life

Life is the best thing that they can give us,
Is beautiful,
It has friends, family,...
Everything to live.
You just need one thing,
Know how to live it.

Waiting

I'm here,
Waiting for you.
Waiting for that moment I've always lost,
When you are near,
And I don't think in anything else but you.
But you aren't coming,
And I'm beginning to think ,
That I am,probably, wasting my time,
Because you won't come,
For me,
For love.

Sun Rise

I'm here,
Alone,
Waiting in the dark.
Waiting for the sunrise.
That sun is you.
And seems that this night will be long,
Because you aren't coming.
I'm cold without your warming rise,
I can't see without your light.
You are my guide,
My light,
My star.
But you still not coming.
You are very far from me.
But i'm hopeless that you can hear me,
Hear my prayers,
And get me out of this shadow.
You are almost here.
I'm getting excited,
Energized.
I'm getting warm,
I can see now,
Now you are already here
to make me complete,
You are here,
My Sun Rise.

Dead Heart

My heart is dead,
And you know why.
It is dead,
Because you made it cry,
Because you've hurt it,
Because you've killed it.
And now,
It is dead,
Broken,
And seems that,
There is no way to fix it.
But I'm hopeless,
I hope that someone can still fix it,
Someone that is going to undo what you've done.
Someone better than you.
Someone that real loves me.

Leter for You

I'm alone,
Almost sleeping,
But I don't want to sleep.
Not now.
Maybe later,
But not now.
Now I want to live,
To dream,
To love,
To see the most beautiful things of Nature,
See the sun set,
See it by your side.
This is only a leter,
But it says everything:
I think,
I know,
I want,...
Everything.
But it doesn't give me everything of what I'm writting,
It just make you know all of this,
Know what I want to do in my life,
What I want to do with you.

Blue Ocean

So blue are you,
In this beautiful night,
Your beauty is bigger.
You shine like the stars,
Your blue is the blue of a fire of night.
Those creatures that you care,
Make you a sing bird.
You are my water phoenix,
My blue fire in the longest night.
You are my ocean,
My Blue Ocean.

Dedicated to You . . . .

I some times,
Think that I realy hate you,
And you know why.
Because you were joking with me,
All this to years.
But,
In another times,
I forget the reasion I hate you so much.
And I begin to think,
You were joking with me,
And, probably, with some more girls.
I'm almost shure,
That you've never loved me,
Lke I've never loved you.
But,
I don't hate you that much.
I say you thanks,
Because I've learn something with you,
I've learn to NEVER belive in the boys.
And of that lesson,
I own you a thanks.

Fire Bird

Fire Bird,
Mistery of life.
It dies,
It reborns.
But his beauty remains,
Even in another life.
Until the fire comes,
Again.

Misterious Night

Night is a mistery, it is a secret,....it is beautiful.

Renegade

Without you,
I'll walk around,
With no place to go,
Without heart,
Without soul.
I'll walk around,
Waiting for you,
If you didn't forget me.
I'll be here,
Screaming in this pain without end,
Until you come to save me.