I believe

I believe if I'd knew where I was going, I'd lose my way

I believe that the words that he told you are not your grave

I know that we are not the weight of all our memories

I believe in the things that I am afraid to say

Hold on, hold on

I believe in the lost possibilities you can see

And I believe that the darkness reminds us where light can be

I know that your heart is still beating, beating darling

I believe that you fell so you would land next to me

'Cause I have been where you are before

And I have felt the pain of losing who you are

And I have died so many times, but I am still alive

I believe that tomorrow is stronger than yesterday

And I believe that your head is the only thing in your way

I wish that you could see your scars turn in to beauty

I believe that today it's okay to be not okay

Hold on, hold on

'Cause I have been where you are before

And I have felt the pain of losing who you are

And I have died so many times, but I am still alive

This is not the end of me, this is the beginning

This is not the end of me, this is the beginning

This is not the end of me, this is the beginning

This is not the end of me, this is the beginning

(Hold on)

This is not the end of me, this is the beginning

(Hold on)

This is not the end of me, this is the beginning

(Hold on (I am still alive)

This is not the end of me, this is the beginning

(Hold on (I am still alive)

This is not the end of me, this is the beginning

(Hold on (I am still alive)

This is not the end of me, this is the beginning

(Hold on (I am still alive)

This is not the end of me, this is the beginning

(Hold on (I am still alive)

This is not the end of me, this is the beginning

(Hold on (I am still alive)

This is not the end of me, this is the beginning...

Caos

En este momento mi vida entera entera, la cual creía conocer de pies a cabeza, se desmoronó como un mazapán entre mis manos desde el pasado 23 de diciembre de 2015 ante una corazonada que llevaba ya mucho tiempo sin dejarme conciliar el sueño, y sigue desbaratándose para mi mala fortuna.

Estoy poniendo en duda muchas cosas, estoy dudando de momentos, palabras, situaciones; estoy desconfiando (si, y con fundamentos), no como el clásico trip mental que te pega después de ser sacudido por malas noticias.

Una vez más estoy parada sin brújula ni radar, las circunstancias son distintas, y yo creí que algunas de ellas habían quedado muy atrás, hasta que me las topé de frente y descubrí que nunca se han ido, y no sé cuanto tiempo llevaban ahí justo frente a mi nariz...y peor cosa es que ni me pertenecen a mi, pero me afectan como involucrada en esta historia.

Me siento una vez más la persona más estúpida del mundo por creer... me siento usada, tonta, y decepcionada de quien menos esperé que me fuera a agredir por la espalda.