romana
stiu cine sunt..stiu cum arata lumea din jurul meu..dar oare,de ce totul este asa?de ce?eu sunt un baiat de vreo 16 ani,cel putin pe acest pamant..sunt insa,foarte diferit de cei din jurul meu,poate prea diferit..intotdeauna sunt altfel,poate ciudat,nebun…sunt eu,cel caruia nu-i prea place sa pairda timpul cu lucruri inutile..sunt acela caruia distractia nu-si prea are rostul-sau cel putin nu ma prea distrez…deoarece,lumea aceasta nu este numai distractie…ma pot distra,dar numai in prezenta unor oameni adevarati..nu-mi plac derbedei,sau cei care se dau in spectacol..nu-mi place lumina refelectoarelor..sa ies in evidenta?niciodata..ce rost ar avea?nu-mi place sa ies in evidenta..deoarece,eu sunt diferit..refuz sa discut sau sa fiu prieten cu acei oameni care te aduc la faliment,sau care isi bat joc de tine..nu ii consider prieteni..sa ies la un suc?rareori..nu face bine…cola..cola.apoi,sa fiu cool?sa fiu interesant?nici nu se pune problema..sunt invers,diferit..uneori prea rece cu cei din jurul meu,alteori,prea alaturat fata de cei care imi sunt prieteni adevarati.sunt romantic,viata este roz,dar oameni..oamenii s-au imbracat in negru..sufletele lor nu au culoare..nu exista,au disparut..distractie,baruri,disco,toate acestea le veti regasi la majoritatea pamantenilor,dar nu si la mine..relatii sentimentale sau profanari de lucruri sacvre:fiinta omeneasca,cealalta jumatate..rad,desi ar trebui sa plang..nu,asta nu este dragoste..sa-ti schimbi partenerul o data la 2-3 saptamani?asta nu este dragoste..eu nu sunt asa..sunt genul de fiinta care prefera singuratatea,sper sa nu ma fi obisnuit cu ea…e prea periculoasa!si culmea,sunt singur in prezenta acestor fantome care inca sunt vii..dar sunt pe un drum diferit de al meu..extrem de diferit.nu sunt artist,nici talentat,dar imi sa-mi exprim sentimentele.iar daca din aceste exprimari,ies opere de arta,nu este meritul meu,si a acelor fiinte despre care scriu(promit,acesta este singurul topic,unde voi scrie despre mine,unicul)…nu pot sa spun ca sunt nebun,dar sunt diferit de cei care sunt in jurul meu..dar asta,oricat as incerca nu pot schimba nimic.dar oare,de ce sunt asa?de ce a trebuit sa fiu diferit?un drum diferit,paralel cu vietile celor pe care ii cunosc..de ce sunt asa?ar fi fost destul de simplu,de normal sa fiu si eu ca ei..ar fi fost ceva normal?poate ca da,poate ca nu,niciodata nu voi putea afla..nu are rost sa plang,dar nici sa ma cert,sau sa urasc..prefer sa zambesc..sa merg,mai departe..
are rost viata mea?sau ar trebui sa mor?,,ma rog,nici macar viata sau moartea nu o puteti cunoaste..totul in jurul meu este diferit..ceva ciudat,dar ma acomodez..sentimentele mele..profunde pentru o fiinta,poate angelica,poate omeneasca de pe acest pamant,din acest univers..o iubesc cu adevarat,dar asta nu inseamna neaparat ca trebuie sa stau cu ea..nu trebuie sa-i fiu iubit sau prieten..nici macar sa vorbesc cu ea..poate sa aiba cati prietenei doreste..nu-i asa?ce roist are sa mai lupt,daca am castigat totul?chiar daca ea nu ma iubeste,chiar daca ma uraste,sunt fericit..totul este destul de normal,cel putin pentru mine…nu are rost sa mai lupt,am castigat totul,va reamnitesc asta,nu am pierdut nimic..un sarut,o imbratisare..nu fizi naivi..nu asta mi-am dorit…sunt dorinte oamenilor,nu neaparat ale mele…da,suna ciudat,dar este adevarat..zambetul ei,glasul,privirea,totul m-a ajutat..dragostea a trecut prin mine datorita ei,pacat ca nu a ajuns si la ea,dar e vina mea-am luat-o eu pe toata….dragostea,iubirea-cuvinte neintelese de voi,dar nu le pot explica,trebuie sa le descoperiti singuri….aveti o alta viziune asupra lumii,sau eu traiesc in alt timp..sunt o simpla holograma,sau este o simpla greseala..este vina mea,sau a voastra?sau a acestui univers?dar ce conteaza..greseala ramane,iar consecintele se prabusesc asupra vietii mele..poate ca sunt aici pentru a va schimba,sper sa nu fie asta motivul aparitiei mele pe aceasta planeta..ar fi prea greu,sau prea plictisitor..nu,nu vreau asta,nu va pot schimba,si nici nu-mi doresc acest lucru..poate ca eu sunt cel care trebuie schimbat…si muntii se mai schimba sub influenta vantului,sau a valurilor raurilor,dar eu,nu cred ca pot fi schimbat de catre voi,oamenii..,asadar,raman cum sunt..nu pot fi schimbat..sunt eu,cel care sunt,asa cum sunt..
iar voi,pareti identici..sunt oare clonati?nu sunt mari deosebiri intre voi,oamenii!
oare,sunt multumit de mine?grea intrebare..sa raspund..sa nu raspund..dar oare ce sa raspund?nu-mi doresc sa fiu ca voi,un om obisnuit..chiar daca as avea avere,sau as fi vedeta..sau toate dorintele voastre indeplinite..nu,nu vreau sa fiu ca voi..recunosc,si viata mea e grea,pun pariu ca nu ati reusi sa supravietuiti daca ati fi in locul meu…dar nic eu nu as supravietui,daca as fi in locul vostru,deoarece as incerca toate metodele de a evada din viata voastra..cu siguranta,din cauza plictiselii..nu sunt un invingator,dar fiti linistiti,nu voi pierde..nu castig si nici nu castig-primesc doar ceea ce mi se cuvine..nimic mai mult,nimic mai putin..sunt multumit de ceea ce sunt,de viata mea..sunt multumit,desi nu in totalitate..dar,daca doresc mai mult,trebuie sa lupt,sa supravietuiesc..
viata mea este probabil un chin pentru altii,dar este a mea..este singura viata pe care mi-o doresc pe acest pamant..stiu,poate ca exista si alte vieti,alte posibilitati,alte alegeri..dar nu,eu aleg aceasta viata..deoarece este singura viata care mi se potriveste..recunosc,in fiecare zi gresesc,in fiecare zi incerc sa invat lucruri esentiale..in fiecare zi,privesc dupa lumina stelara a iubirii sau a celebritatii.imi doresc sa fiu iubit,sa fiu celebru,bogat..imi doresc sa fiu un model pentru oamenii de pe acest pamant….pentru sufletele de aur ale acestui univers..imi doresc insa sa fiu eu,cel care iubeste fara a fi iubit,cel pentru care celebritatea nu este ceva important..sunt genul de persoana care sunt multumit atunci cand am puterea de a ma aplauda..atunci cand pot zambi..sunt cel care nu renunta niciodata la lucrurile voastre imposibile,deoarece pentru mine sunt posibile.imi place viata asat..stiu,pentru voi viata mea este foarte intunecoasa-este o noapte pe care o evitati,iar daca aveti nesansa de a va alatura propriului meu intuneric,va veti ruga intotdeauna sa treaca cat mai rapid..pentru voi timpul trece atat de repede,sentimentele voastre sunt trecatoare…eu nu sunt ca voi..eu nu sunt p[erfect,eu sunt eu,asa cum imi doresc..mii de defect care-mi dau prilejul de ai intelege pe cei din jurul meu,de ai intelege pe cei cqare au probleme,deoarece constientizez ca in general nu este vina lor..talente-nu,nu am..sunt un vanzator de iluzii.,dar nu vreau aplauze..vreau doar zambete din partea voastra..vreau sa va vad fericiti…cei care nu ma cunosc,sau acele persoane pentru care sunt un simplu coleg,o banala persoana,o simpla prezenta in propriul lor univers,sunt ceva nefolositor pentru ei..dar in acelasi timp,ei sunt pretiosi pentru mine,.,.si ei au calitati si defecte..si ei sunt suflete bune sau rele..dar,intotdeaquna fac acelasi lucru cand sunt langa ei..ii studiez..invat de la fiecare cate ceva..ce este bine,rau,placut sau deranjant..ei au viziunile lor,opiniile lor,iar eu le am pe ale mele..traiesc alaturi de ei,iubesc,dar iubesc si ei…uneori,mai tot timpul,ma straduiesc sa iubesc cu adevarta,neconditionat/..
viata mea este lumina si intuneric..iubire si ura,..intelepciune si prostie..o ,cat de mult iubesc propria mea prostie..
imi este teama..stiu,ceea ce voi nu stiti.eu,pot fi puternic..imi este frica ca ii pot rani pe cei din jurul meu,ca ii ot face nefericiti pe cei pe care ii iubesc..eu,pot distruge pe cei care ii iubesc..infiorator..poate ca nu ma credeti,dar asta este adevarul..si de aceea trebuie sa renunt..nu datorita faptului ca cei cu care ma lupt sunt mai puternici decat mine..nu datorita infrangerii..nu,ma tem de victorie..oare daca as castiga ce s-ar intampla?cati oameni vor fi raniti de victoriile mele?cata ura si nefericire le pot aduce?imi este teama singura viziune inca neimplinita.aceea cand in momnetle de fericire,suferinta se va instala in inimile celor din jurul meu..si atunci se va face intuneric,si voi ramane singr…imi este teama de victorie-singura care imi va aduce ireversibil singuratatea..nu ma tem de faptul ca as putea fi ranit,nu ma tem de moartea mea,insa de a voastra ma tem..daca voi suferiti,sufar si eu..daca cei pe care ii iubesc vor fi necajizi ma voi simti rau,dar daca vor fi necajiti datorita mie,ma voi simti mizerabil..cum i-as putea dezamagi?
sa dezamagesti prin realizarea unui vis,sa tot incerci sa scapi de momentele premergatoare dezastrului..sa-ti doresti sa invingi dezastrul..sunt o bomba cu ceas,pot exploda precum un foc de artificii.
tot eu,cel care ma tem mereu..ma tem de raul pe care vi-l pot face//ma tem de victoria care va veni..veti plange si nu voi putea trai.va voi face prea mult rau..as vrea sa schimb acest destin,dar nu pot..nu pot face nimic..totul se va intampla fara voia mea..of,voi ajunge o stea..va voi orbi..nu va voi putea incalzi,deoarece va voiparli..totul se va intampla intr-un mod in care nu-mi doresc.viata mea va fi intotdeauna un pericol pentru voi,dar mai ales pentru mine,deoarece voi simti mereu tristetea voastra,care ma va durea mai mult decat voi..casci voi sunteti doar oiameni,eu nu sunt ca voi…va simt,va inteleg si-mi dau seama ca reprezint un pericol pentru oameni.
ps:nu cititi randurile de mai sus,sau daca le-ati citit deja,uitati-le,nu le dati importanta..sunt o simpla descarcare personala..
english
know who they are .. I know what it looks like the world around me .. but really, why everything is so? why? I am a boy of about 16 years, at least on this earth .. are however very different from those of around me, may always be too different .. otherwise, may strange, crazy … I am, at which not much like lose time with useless things .. which are that fun and not have much sense-or at I too can say … not least because this world is not only fun … I can entertain, but only in the presence of real people .. I do not like jerks, or those who give to the show .. not me like light to stand out reflectors ? never .. what would get? do not like to stand out .. because I’m different .. I refuse to talk or be friends with those people who brings you to bankruptcy , or mock you who do not regard friends .. .. I get a drink? rarely do well … .. not .. cola.then Cola, to be cool? to be interesting? do not put .. problem is reversed, different .. sometimes too cold to those around me, sometimes, too joined towards those who are my friends ok .i are romantic life is pink, but people .. people were dressed in black. . .. their souls have no color, disappeared .. entertainment, bars, disco, however find them in most earthly, but not me .. romantic relationships or violations of sacvre things: human, half .. laugh, although you should not complain .. this is not love .. to change your partner once every 2-3 weeks? this is not love it .. .. I am not the kind of being who prefer solitude, I hope I will not be used to it … it’s too dangerous! and height, are only in the presence of those ghosts that are still alive .. but on a different path from me .. .no are extremely artist or talented, but I express my sentimentele.iar If these expressions, leaving works of art, not my merit, and those beings who write about (I promise, this is the only topic where I write about me, the only ) … I can not say I’m crazy, but are different from those who are around me .. but that, no matter how I try I can not change nimic.dar really, why are you? of what had to be different ? a different way, parallel to the lives of everyone you know .. what are you? was quite easy, to be normal and I like them .. it was something normal? Maybe, maybe not , never will I know .. it is pointless to complain, nor to argue, or prefer to smile .. .. hate to go even further ..
my life is pointless? or should I die?,, whatever, not even life or death .. you can not know everything around me is different .. something strange, but I adjust my feelings .. .. deep for a being, perhaps angel, perhaps human on this earth, this universe .. really love, but that does not necessarily have to live with it .. it should not be loved or friend .. or even to talk with it .. can have how many friends do you want ..? what roist have to fight, if we win it all? even if she loves me even if I hate, I am happy .. everything is quite normal , at least for me … it is pointless to fight, we won everything, it will reamnitesc not lost anything .. a kiss, a hug .. no .. not that naive fizi I wanted … are human desires, not necessarily mine … yes, it sounds strange, but true .. her smile, voice, eyes, everything helped me .. love me because they went through, pity that not enough and it but my fault I got it all over …. I love, love-words understood by you, but I can not explain, you have to find themselves …. have a different view of the world, and I live to another time .. is just a hologram, or a simple mistake .. it is my fault or yours? or this universe? but what counts .. error remains, and the consequences are plummeting to my life .. I may be here to change, I hope this is not the cause of me on this planet .. would be too difficult or too boring .. no, I do not want this, I can not change, nor I so wish .. Maybe I am not to be changed … and the mountains are changed under the influence of wind, wave or river, but I do not think I can be changed by you, the people .., therefore, remain as they are not .. can be changed .. I am who am, as are ..
And you .. Are appear identical clone? not big differences between you, people!
still, are happy with me? hard question to answer .. .. .. but does not answer why answer? I do not want to be like you, an ordinary man .. even if I had property, or would be the star .. and all desires fulfilled .. no, I do not want to be like you .. admit, and my life is hard, I bet you were not able to survive if you were me … but I would not survive nic if I were you, because I try all means to escape your life .. for sure, because of boredom .. not a winner, but be quiet, I will not .. not lose nor win-win receive only what I ought .. nothing more, nothing less .. I am happy with what I am, of my life .. I am satisfied, though not all .. but if you want more, we must strive, to survive ..
my life is probably a pain for others, but it is mine .. the only life that I want on this earth .. I know, maybe there are other lives, other possibilities, other choices .. but I choose .. because this life is only life that suits me .. recognize wrong every day, every day I try to learn essential things .. every day, look after the stellar light of love or want to be loved celebritatii.imi , to be famous, rich .. I want to be a model for the people on this earth …. for gold souls of this universe .. but I want to be me, who loves without being loved, not for that fame is something important .. the kind of person who is happy when you have the power to cheer me .. when you can not smile .. the one who never give up your things impossible, because for me are like posibile. i know life .. I know, for you my life is very dark-it is a night that avoid, and if you have the misfortune to join my own darkness, you will always ask to go as time passes quickly for you both .. soon, your feelings are ephemeral … I am not like you .. I am not perfect, I am me, as I wish .. thousands of defect that gives me the opportunity to understand those around me , to understand those problems which because you realize that generally is not their fault .. talent-not, we are a seller of illusions … but I do not want applause .. I just smile from you .. I want to see you happy … those who do not know, or those for which a simple fellow, a trivial person, a mere presence in their own universe, are somewhat useless for them .. but at the same time, they are precious to me.,. and they have strengths and weaknesses .. and they are good souls or bad .. but intotdeaquna do the same when they are near .. i study .. learn from each something .. what is good, bad, pleasant or annoying .. they have their views, opinions, and I have them on mine .. living with them, too, but I love them … and sometimes all the time, I try to love with true, unconditional / ..
My life is light and dark .. love and hate, wisdom and stupidity .. .. Oh, how I love my own stupidity ..
I am afraid .. I know what you stiti.eu not, be strong .. I am afraid that i can hurt those around me, that makes them unhappy ot the people I love .. I can destroy those who love you .. creepy .. may not believe me, but this is the truth .. and therefore should not give up .. because those who fight me are stronger than me .. not because of defeat. . no, I fear if I really win .. win what would happen? how many people will be hurt by my victories? how much hatred and unhappiness can bring? I am afraid the only vision unfulfilled .there still time to momnetle of happiness , the suffering will be installed in the hearts of those around me .. and it will be dark, and will remain singr … I am afraid of victory-one that I will bring irreversible loneliness .. I do not fear that I could hurt, I’m not afraid of my death, but I’m afraid of you .. if you suffer, suffer and me .. if people I love will be necajizi will I feel bad, but you will be upset because of me, me I feel miserable .. as I could disappoint?
to disappoint the achievement of a dream, all trying to get rid of the moments leading up to the disaster .. you should want to defeat the disaster .. are a time bomb can explode like a firework.
all I that I always fear the river .. I’m afraid that you can do it / / I’m afraid of victory to come .. you will cry and I could not do too much damage living... I wish to change the destiny, but can not .. can not do anything .. everything happen without my will .. oh, I get a star .. would you blind .. I could not warm because it will all parl.. will happen in a way that is not me my want.life will always be a danger to you, but especially for me because I always feel your sadness, that I will hurt you more than you are .. Headset only people, I am not like you … you feel will understand and realize that pose a threat to humans.
ps: do not read the lines above, or if you have already read, forget them, do not give a simple discharge are important .. Personal ..
ce parere aveti de aceasta compunere scrisa in engleza?daca exista greseli gramaticale va rog sa le prezentati ..as fi tare fericit daca cineva mi le-ar corecta...aici puteti posta diferite compuneri in romana si engleza/
Sam Ian 01, 2011 7:57 pm Scris de 
prin acest blog vreau sa va transmit un mesaj pretios:de fiecare data cand va simtiti singuri ,cand credeti ca cineva va invins,sa va amintiti de puterea pe care o aveti 
.atunci sa va ridicati si sa luptati.sa nu va dati niciodata batuti,pentru ca pana la urma veti invinge...viata..este misterul cel mai frumos din acest univers..iubirea este forta care o intretine,iar eu imi doresc sa …
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