¡QUE MALDITO! (Privado)

Llegue a mi casa... en una sola piea gracias a Dios... no queria saber nada de nadie... subi a mi habitacion... me cambie la ropa... hoy tendria una reunion pero antes queria desahogarme un poco... me sente en mi cama... agarre mi vieja libreta de canciones con mi guitarra... queria que todo se paralizara... que por un momneto no fuera Taylor Swift si no una simple adolescente... una que pueda vivir... libremente... escribia sin parar... mientras mis lagrimas corrian la tinta... solo pedia paz... ¿era demasiado?... no queria esto... queria cariño... del adecuado...

No me habia tomado mucho desahogarme... habia terminado un cancion en menos de lo que esperaba... solo queria tocarla y desaparecer...

Say you're sorry
That face of an angel
Comes out just when you need it to
As I pace back and forth all this time
‘Cause I honestly believed in you
Holding on
And days drag on
Stupid girl,
I should have known, I should have known

I'm not a princes, this ain't a fairytale
I'm not the one you’ll sweep off her feet,
Lead her up the stairwell
This ain't Hollywood; this is a small town,
I was a dreamer before you went and let me down
Now it's too late for you
And your white horse, to come around

Baby I was naive,
Got lost in your eyes
And never really had a chance
I had so many dreams
About you and me
Happy endings
Now I know

I'm not a princes, this ain't a fairytale
I'm not the one you’ll sweep off her feet,
Lead her up the stairwell
This ain't Hollywood; this is a small town,
I was a dreamer before you went and let me down
Now it's too late for you
And your white horse, to come around

And there you are on your knees
Begging for forgiveness, begging for me
Just like I always wanted but I'm so sorry

‘Cause I'm not your princess, this ain't our fairytale
I'm gonna find someone someday who might actually treat me well
This is a big world that was a small town
There in my rear view mirror disappears now
And it’s too late for you and your white horse
Now it’s too late for you and your white horse, to catch me now

Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa
Try and catch me now
Oh, it's too late
To catch me now

Quizas me serviria de algo... no queria perjudicarlo por lo que lo matuve en el anonimato... si algun dia la escuchaba esperaba que no supiese por que era... ni a quien iba...

Sentia que los parpados me pesaban... de a poco me fui quedando dormida... imginaba que mis ojos estaban rojos e inchados... solo queria dormir... dejar todo fuera de mi alcanze... recuperarme...

Me levate... me arregle un poco... Ness no tardaria en llegar... baje al living y me dispuse a ver tele... en realidad solo la encendi... pensaba en mi disco... ¿se podrian agregar unas dos o tres canciones?... no compuse una... compuse cuatro... en una hora...