domingo, 11 de marzo de 2012

THEATRE

I don't really know what to say when people ask me why i love theatre
Let's see if i'm able to find an answer...
Maybe it's because i'm a very unselfish person, and maybe because the only place where i feel safe is on stage,

Who knows, but the feeling of doing something for other people... doing something to kill for a while the bad times of the world, the smiles, the laugh, the tears...
Is not something that i do for my, is not just for be recognised by everyone
I like wacthing people's faces ..
it fulls my soul

sábado, 10 de marzo de 2012

Didn't miss these memories




It's a beautiful lie
It's the perfect denial
Such a beautiful lie to believe in
So beautiful, beautiful it makes me

say, “Can you believe it?”
As we’re lyin’ on the couch
The moment I could see it
Yes, yes, I can see it now

mirador de San Cristobal (o eso creo)

So how did you get here
under my skin?
I swore that I'll never let you back in.
Should've known better
than trying to let you go,
cause here we go  again.
Hard as I try I know I can't quit?
There's something about you
that's so addictive.
We're falling together
You think to find out why now,
cause here we go again.

And sometimes i think is true

But i can not do anything to held it.
This is me, this is how i like myself to be
Maybe yes, i should be more selfish and start to take care of my own feelings, but is really hard when the only thing i can do is help other people..
And it hurts, i have a really strong pain in my stomach, it makes me wanna cry
But who knows, maybe this is who im ought to be...