Fool’s Gold - Bree Sharp

My head is heavy and bent like a crane
The wrecking ball blues are coming again
And Latham says “babe, you know life is a ride”
but living’s no fun when you’re dead inside.

I pierce myself to wake up my veins
I’d pierce my heart if I thought things would change
But I’m just like the skin that’s been stung and restung
And the campfire songs that are sung and resung
For a girl of my age why am I so numb?

I’ve been chasing a lie I was sold
Running down thieves and fool’s gold
And these Christmas dreams are just painted coal

I’ve been swallowed up by greed. I’ve been spat upon by lust
If they ain’t playing with your money they’re playing with your trust
And I’m trying so hard to stop sitting still
To gather the juice that’s been spent or been spilled
To find a spark in myself that hasn’t been killed
Cause if Death doesn’t get you then Life surely will

I’ve been chasing a lie I was sold
Running down thieves and fool’s gold
And these Christmas dreams are just painted coal
We’ve been chasing a lie we were sold
We’re running down thieves and fool’s gold
And these Christmas dreams are just painted
Just painted, Just painted, Just painted
Coal

Talk about an early frost.

well

i’ve been thinking about this post since the beginning of december. i felt positive and relatively happier when i thought about this, right now i’m kinda down, so i guess it’s not gonna come up as i wanted but i’ll try.

i wanted to think about what’s been 2007 for me.

lots of things happened for me this year. i’ve travelled. i’ve met new people. i’ve broken up relationships. i’ve failed and i’ve succeded.

i think it’s healthy to lok back and feel good and bad about everything i’ve done, so this is my rundown.

1. Travel

i’ve traveled. a lot for me and for my plans (i’ve never wanted to travel). everything it’s been work-related. but i’ve enjoyed it a lot nonetheless.

i think the highlights are: the time at the plain (i love to fly :D), taking off, watching the things get smaller on earth, watch the mountains and the sea, everything so little, so many people.

the chance to open the eyes to the world. you never realize how much you’re missing until you’re out. it changes you, i know it sounds cliche, but indeed, even if it’s a short trip like mine, the fact that you’re watching other places, other people, other cultures, helps you realize how small you are, how little you know about humanity.

plans for next year? well it’s a fact that i’m travelling back to medellin in jan 8 to feb 8… to i’ll be tripping again, but as always, it’s not my #1 priority or plan. i’ll just keep leaving it to destiny, life or more exactly, my job, to decide if i’ll travel again or not. if i don’t, well, it’s ok. if i do, it’s just fine. i’ll enjoy it as it comes! (but as a matter of fact like i said, i already have a trip scheduled, so… i’m tripping already!)

2. Work

Well, as i was writing this, i got notified i won an award at my company. Personal Growth or something like that. i even cried. i was all emotional writing this, and now this news. wow. i’m shocked.

what i wanted to write is that this year i’ve worked hard. i had a change of orientation in my work, but it was a good one since it’s more aligned to what i’ve always liked. so i’ve been happy, learning, working hard, working extra time. working and working.

The award, well ‘compensates’ the bad feeling i had over the things that are not done right even when i fight so hard to get them right. i was kinda disappointed, but now i feel encouraged to keep working. i feel endebt to the company (i guess that’s what they do this things for somehow :P) but it’s good. i’ve been enjoying my job so far a lot, and i plan… no I’VE DECIDED i’ll have a renewed stand for the next year, and make it better than 2007, in what’s work related

3. Love

Well, the new about 2007 in this is the lack of it. well, lack of it always :p i just mean the fact that 2007 is the first year i’ve been all by myself. no boyfriend no girlfriend and i’ve survived. now i’m confortable with myself… ok that’s just a cliche phrase; the truth is hell yeah i’m still hte same depressing person that feel lonely, but i’ve been always like that, the new thing is that i’m no longer desperate to meet someone. off course i meet people online, and in real life, and hell yeah i flirt a lot, but i’m no longer in this desperate need to have a solid-formal relationship. i’ve just been enjoying myself, the time for me, money for me, and that’s been awesome.

i have to write because YEAH IT HAPPENED, and it’s i almost got married, at least in thoughts. i had a couple of online relationships, both serious to me. both important. one ended very bad. the other one… i still don’t know, i guess because a missunderstanding the flame faded, and anyway it was an impossible situation. it was wonderful while it lasted, and this person, M, he’s gonna be in my heart always. and maybe someday, i’ll meet him. maybe. meanwhile, i’ll think about him, i’ll have him in my heart, and as long as life let us, i’ll stay here to talk when he needs me. because i still and will always deeply care about him.

i’ve met a lot of guys and a couple of girls. i’ve made men sin (6) i’ve almost felt falling in love. i’ve felt saturated by some people. i’ve been a bitch. i’ve been stupid. i’ve done crazy things for love -or pursuing it-.

overall i feel good with myself. no regrets. and no big plans. i just want to stay like this; single and happy. if someone comes, fine. if it doesn’t, fine. i won’t go around looking for it, and i really hope it finds me, because i’m tired of always being the one chasing love, making people love me. i’m sick of it.

honestly i think this is the first ’single’ year of all the years left in my life. i don’t think i’ll ever be with someone else again.

4. Me, Family, Depresion

why put them together? because they go together.

i’m still in the same pile of shit. before starting to write this part, i got a nice little talk with father </ sarcasm>.

still same shit as always. still same torment. still same pain. still same feeling of worthless. still same unhappiness.

and today i realize what i’ve always known is true. even if i reach the sky, reach success… i’ll still feel depresed, i’ll still feel this emptyness, and this desire to die. what do i prefer? a happy family and be a loser, or this reality… can’t tell, because no matter what i’ll always feel a looser…

i’m so full of rage, and poison. i’m so full of nothing. i’m empty, broken. i’m such a piece of shit, i don’t even have reasons to be broken. it’s all in my head. i’m weak and damaged i just want to die.

i want to be saved. do i deserve to be saved? is there salvation for me?

what am i doing? what’s gonna happen after their death? will i be free? or will i be just left to rot? i believe i’ll rot. i’ll fall from this ‘high’. not even their death could make me feel better. nothing can fix this broken mind and soul.

there’s no salvation for me. when will i finally give up the fight? stop trying to live. stop trying to believe. close my eyes, close my lungs, stop my heart. die. end the  pain. this self hate. this tears.

i hate you. i hate the coldness of your eyes. i hate your lack of emotions. you’re stupid. you’re an asshole. i hate you. i hate when i look into your eyes and i see myself. what you’ve made of me. what i’ve let you do to me. what i’ve become. i lost this fight long ago. i tried. but i gave up. i let you dirty me. i let you pollute me with your shit. and now, when i look into a mirror and i see my eyes, i see you looking back at me. why you made me so weak? what is this thing inside of me that wants me to fght it? it doesn’t matter, it’s slowly dying. you’ve killed it. i see a monster, and maybe all i see is myself. my twisted brain. i’m the one who’s wrong. i hate myself. i’m sick and broken. and i want this to stop.

were to start.

i had another trip to medellin to work for a big bank. things are ok. i can’t say it was a blast, it was just plain ok. i had my moments of fun, but weren’t the constant as last time i travelled there. i have a bitter memory of this tris thanks to the girl i met there. it was short and fast, but it never means it wasn’t special… and she ended up being a simple same common confused inmmature girl. she claims to be bisexual, and we were doing ok, and next day she was making out with a guy in front of me. it wasn’t nice, but i don’t want to make a drama, it was plainly disappointing.

i came back to bogota for holidays. at first i didn’t want to, but after that bitter taste medellin has left me this time, i’m glad to be back. i even fellin love with my city again! i came and claimed the buildings, the city lifestyle, the real good clubs and bars, the diversity, the hugeness, the cold, the darkness, the people… everything.

and i feel good. i feel good to have this renewd love for my city. and i still respect medellin and it’s weather, the peaceful people, the crickets singing at night through the windows of the flat…

still, i can’t help but think, i’m just falling in the same old problem of my life, i get bored quickly of everything. maybe the exciting part is over, and i’m already over this chapter… and this is when things get bad, because i no longer enjoy it… and i hate myself for that. stupid brain, why can’t you just work the way you should?

anyway.

back to the city, i went to a huge bash called ’sungay’ at cha cha club. gay party, the 23rd of december. i had fun, i went with a couple of good friends. i got drunk with vodka. i puked in one hall :P. i left early because i was too drunk. me and my friend invited the taxi driver to have breakfast with us at 4 am LOL! i came home. slept. woke up to watch I Am Legend. now here i am. writing.

work is fine. lot of stuff to do. and my soul and body are tired… so who knows what’s gonna happen.

i’ll post later my end of year’s post… i gotta go and do some family time.

Merry X-MAs everyone, me and myself, the only ones reading this.

what can i say, lots of stories now that i’m back to medellin but no time to write them

i’m so sorry for that, so i’ll just summarize¨

* i was taken in a bike ride for the first time in my life, and i want down the mountain, 1 hour, under the rain, 8 pm at night… and IT ROCKED SO FRAKING GOOD! i loved it. it was crazy, unexpected, with a complete stranger, and it definitelly rocked.

* the first day sucked. got no keys to get into the apartment, when i finally got inside it was messy, no lights and dirty. after that, some good things DID happen… but now that i’m writing it i’m question myself hoy good it was. and yeah, it involves a guy, and yeah the guy is now ignoring me. oh ho great. no big deal anyway.

* i met a beautiful girl, we spent some quality time together drinking, talking, kissing, screwing… lol that’s a good thing.

* i went to the party of my company, it was nice, i had higher expectatives, but well, it was good not great, i’m still unconfortable with some situations at my work, but i was happy to spend some time with old pals.

* living alone rocks. and yeah, not is cleaned up and tidy, so that’s better

* bad thing is i’m not being pampered as it was last time i came here

i’ll be posting photos at facebook.

lol

so, this is the stupid post after the happy post when i tell you how everything went to crap.

the guy. yeah that guy. definitelly has something with the bitch …ahem… the girl.

i saw it. i knew it. i denied.

then it hit me in the face.

first. lady got to work, with a really pissed off face at me, not even greeting or even looking at me.

second. talking to his -their- friends, i got a lot of jokes and comments about how she was mad at me, and asking what did i do to her…

third. guy ignoring me all day. neglecting me. avoiding me. you know all the verbes and what they mean.

fourth. i go out to smoke, guy goes out to ‘do something’ and 5 minutes later the bit…girl goes out the same path he went…. i stay and smoke some more just to catch them. no use. i get in and waiting for the elevators took longer than usual. and then they both come in at the same time talking….

ISN’T IT FUCKING OBVIOUS!!!!!!!!!!!!!????????????????

hell fucking yeah. but i refused to see it, and even worse, i believed him when he said so many nice things to me on friday night.

summary: i was drunk. he was drunk. i talked to much. he felt pity/shame and said nice things back… or he was just simply drunk.

FACT: they are together. he denied it. i got in the middle. girl hates me at work and it’s gonna make it a hell for my last week. i suck at love stuff.

Over and fucking out.

SOOOOOOOOOOOOOo yesterday was kinda exciting day for me

first, last day of official work at the Bank WOOOHOOOO

second, i got into more talking with the guy i like at the bank, so it was nice. he invited me to lunch, and i waiiited long just to lunch with him.

third, i got a call, and babe, i’m going back to mdellin for another month!!!!!!!!!! this is gonna be reaaally exciting. let me paint the picture for you: christmas time, river with lights, xmas light everywhere, cute apartment just for me, all expenses payed, me on a plain again, free salary to pay debts -or get into more hahaha-, pretty people around, tourism extended, work at what i love -in another bank, crap!-… well… it sound really nice for me, so i’m the happiest person now!

second, part II… after lunch with my guy, he invited me to have a drink, so i went, we talked, we looked into eachother eyes… it was nice, i feel in love so fast again… got my heart crushed again when this other girls came and he was like all over her… but there was still something, besides, i was the one pushing him to her, telling him she was so into him -i know i’m stupid, but so what!- and when i left thinking it was ‘nice but over’, he called me, and we talked more, and i was drunk, and i told him everything directly, and he … is… INTO ME TOOOO weeee, the thing with the other girl was a misunderstanding

so.. the good thing is that we have 10 days to see and do something, before i leave to medellin for a month

this thing with the guy got me really excited. it’s not like the love of my life, because he’s got his family and shit -yeah i know, i have thing thing with married-commited-divorsed/separated guys with kids- but the guy is reeaally nice, smart, cute, good looking, mmm very interesting

so. i’m happy. selfstem raising a little bit. reason to live 10 days more. reason to fight for a month more. so i’m holding on and happy

so now, after a hard work week. i’m goona be resting

peace, love, over and out!