Няма все още глас след простудата, но има все още сърце:
съчинила е преди няколко дни тази сърцераздирателна песен
тъкмо заради състоянието си
Perfectly Happy
When will I grow up, how long will it take?
I should have been there by now.
I keep breaking the rules, making every mistake,
Trying to figure me out.
When will I know when I know when it's right?
How will I feel it inside?
And is there an end to the rain in my brain?
Can I cast out the shame that I'm trying to hide?
But with all that I am I am perfectly happy.
It took what I'm not to show me what I could be;
And merry the demons that come back to haunt me.
More questions than answers around and around.
What do I do with my light?
And I hear the thunder before the rain.
And I'm so afraid I'm running out of time.
But with all that I am I am perfectly happy:
The crime that I'm right when I should be;
And the hero I wanted turned out to be me all along.
Have I lost my mind? Submarine out of time,
Ahead and behind. Am I dark or light?
Tell me what is my crime for stealing what's mine.
I shouldn't be here. After all, I survived.
Why am I still alive?
If the Great Divine thought it my time to die,
I would've faded to gray, and slipped into the night.
It took forty years to get me here
To see the sun crack through the sky.
Now I smile back at the girl in the mirror:
I can finally tell her that we're gonna be alright.
Lzzy Hale,
13 ян.' 2025
Изп. 16 ян.' 2025, Chattanooga,
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