I just can say Thank You

Thank you Daniel Radcliffe and Happy Birthday to you

Thank you JK Rowling, Deathly Hallows is just perfect

Thank you Severus Snape, my Silver Doe

I don’t know myself anymore
I’m not what you expect me to be
It can’t be fair for everybody
I guess this is my time to lose
I hate the way you make me feel
And as I hate it I can’t help falling in love of it
A street full of directions
I’ve tried so hard to choose the right one
I just want you to be proud of me
Tell me what I have to do
Cause I don’t feel good for anything I do
It’s just I’ve never known something different
I can’t make you feel better
If you don’t explain me how

What if you ask me what is wrong with me? What would I answer to you?

I don't even know why I'm so insecure
I have no reasons to be this way
almost alive, watching my life behind a closed window
can't you see me trying to break the glass?

juro que no me importa nada de lo que digan de Harry Potter
que la quinta es la peor pelicula?
que es lectura comercial?
que daniel es feo?
que cuaron no pudo con la tercer pelicula?
que emma definitivamente no es hermione?
que bonnie es una whore?
que rowling es lo peor de lo peor por haber dejado a Harry solo, sin dumbledore, sin sirius?
que Harry se muera en el septimo libro?
en fin, no me interesa nada
todas y cada una de esas cosas hacen que harry potter se lo mas especial de mi vida, por qué? porque hace ocho años que ocupa un lugar muy importante en mi vida, porque mientras todos jugaban en el recreo yo leia, porque cuando termine de leer hp1 quise ser como harry, asi de valiente, tan lleno de amigos.
porque por harry potter conoci un monton de personas que se convirtieron en grandes amigos
porque no importa todo lo que digan en su contra, no me interesa que piensen que todo esto es una estupidez porque simplemente no lo es, harry potter fue por mucho tiempo mi mas grande preocupacion y alegria, y todavia lo es
porque no importa cuantas veces haya leido los libros, siempre siempre lloro, igual que con las pelis
me doy cuenta de cuanto cambie en estos ocho años, sin embargo todo esto no cambio y creo que no cambiará. no importa cuantos desnudos haga daniel, o cuanto odie a emma (pura envidia) no me interesa cuantos personajes mueran en el septimo, si tienen que morir será por algo, rowling lo decidirá.
gracias JKR por haberme dado algo que me hace tan bien, algo en lo que me puedo concentrar y estar orgullosa de ser parte de todos tus fans. y gracias a dan, emma, rupert, tom, gary, alan, jason, michael, richard, emma, bonnie, david, helena, ralph, evanna, en fin a todo el elenco, aunque nunca lleguen a leer esto

Living a whole life just to realize your dreams won't take you wherever you want to go

I met a girl fifteen years ago
she was a precious little baby-girl
she had the inocence in every blink
she was just as everybody else
she had nothing special
her future was a broken wing
her family were some strangers
her dreams were hard to reach
her whole life was an empty glass
she wouldn't stand herself
her own reflextion would remind her
there's no rewards for fair lives
I met this girl fifteen years ago
I don't know where is she now
Is she suffering?
she can't be far away from the beginning
She can't fly with just one wing

It doesn't matter how many people is surrounding me

Having everyone around
feeling alone deep inside
it doesn't matter is I have everything
I'm a half-empty bottle of cheap perfume
I'm just waiting for you to open the door
If you're still behind that mirror
please send me some red roses
it doesn't matter how many people is surrounding me
I can't help feeling alone