Erika. 29 Luglio 1986. Butterfly with a broken wing. Fragile. Dolce. Testarda. Piange, e poi fatica a rialzarsi. Sguardo basso di chi si sente di perdere sempre. Sognatrice, non convinta. Sorride poco, ma se lo fa è perchè è davvero felice. Tiene tutto dentro, ma...non esplode mai. Ha paura, e se ne vergogna. Vuole essere forte, ma non ci riesce. Vuole essere qualcun altro.....chiudere gli occhi ed andarsene di qui...lei chiede solo questo. Lei ama e sa dare. Lei ama e non lo dice, perchè non vuole che tutto sparisca. Lei voleva sparire, poi...
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Erika. July 29th 1986. Butterfly with a broken wing. Fragile. Sweet. Stubborn. She cries and then it’s hard for her to stand up again. Eyes down, like the ones who know that they’re never gonna make it. Dreamer, but not convinced. She doesn’t smile so often, but when she does it’s because she’s really happy. She keeps everything for herself but she doesn’t blow up. She’s frightened and she blames herself for this. She wants to be strong but she’s not able. She would like to be someone else…closing my eyes and fly away...she asks only for this. She loves and cares. She loves but she doesn’t say that, because she’s afraid that everything would disappear. She wanted to disappear, and then....Stop. Now she has grown up. She wants to live. Truly live.
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