Saturday, 21 April 2012

chiedimi, troverò la risposta

Un anno fa circa mi hai posto una domanda. Ho realizzato subito che era una domanda difficile, fastidiosa. Ma la risposta ce l'ho solo adesso. E purtroppo è un chiaro e secco 'no'.

Non so come imparare ad amare quello che sono e vedo, se non per riflesso. Mi sento viva quando sono al lavoro, o quando ottengo qualcosa, felice di aver contribuito. Quando riesco a migliorare l'umore di qualcuno, a farlo sorridere o sentire meglio.

Ma quando si tratta di me sembra che io non sappia trovare l'energia o la motivazione. E ancora una volta mi chiedo cosa ci sia di differente in me.


I don't know where I'm goin
But I sure know where I've been
Hanging on the promises in songs of yesterday.
An' I've made up my mind, I ain't wasting no more time
But here I go again, here I go again.

Tho' I keep searching for an answer

I never seem to find what I'm looking for.
Oh Lord, I pray you give me strength to carry on
'Cause I know what it means to walk along the lonely street of dreams.

Here I go again on my own

Goin' down the only road I've ever known.
Like a drifter I was born to walk alone.
An' I've made up my mind, I ain't wasting no more time.

Just another heart in need of rescue

Waiting on love's sweet charity
An' I'm gonna hold on for the rest of my days
'Cause I know what it means to walk along the lonely street of dreams.

Here I go again on my own

Goin' down the only road I've ever known.
Like a drifter I was born to walk alone.
An' I've made up my mind, I ain't wasting no more time
But here I go again, here I go again,
Here I go again, here I go.

An' I've made up my mind, I ain't wasting no more time.

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