Sometimes, somethings than everyone think it's horrible, than it's the worst thing than could happen, for me look like something good... when u r almost without hopes, when u can see the sunlight, don't matter how stronger it is, when the night than u used to apreciate, look without an end, nd the moon it wasn't there anymore, lie down for a litlle, or for a long, time, seens something good...how knews, maybe when u open ur eyes again, u can find some pink butterflies... when ur mind it's full of black butterflies, dark thoughs, nd even dark fellings, nd looks like everyone wants to let u down, like everyones hurts, was ur falt... but u know than it's not... nd hve no idea how change this hole thing, all u want is jump high, nd get in into a colorfull mess... go to a shining place, when u'll get the knowledge about how get out off this, go to the king Cross, when u can decide, if u'll get the train, nd go away for good, or u'll come back... Hope I hve this opition, go to King Cross, met Dumbledore, nd ask him to give me some magic, some kind of knowledge of how get out of all this... well, maybe than I could find my rose butterfly, nd see Le Vir en Rose again... anyway.. C'est La Vie... P.s. photoedition by myself. shot found on google.. |
