Vou à procura de muitas coisas. Corro atrás. Faço o que pessoas jamais fariam.
Deito e rolo sem medo. Sujou. E daí?
Falo talvez coisas que pessoas não gostem de ouvir. Porque ninguém quer saber da verdade. Eu também não.
Quero me esconder. Mas também tenho vontade de gritar “ESTOU AQUI, IDIOTA!”
Estou triste. Mas deve ser assim que quero me sentir.
Caio num buraco. Fico por lá mesmo. Lá fora as coisas me assustam.
All day staring at the ceiling Making friends with shadows on my wall All night hearing voices telling me That I should get some sleep Because tomorrow might be good for something Hold on Feeling like I'm headed for a breakdown And I don't know why But I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell I know right now you can't tell But stay awhile and maybe then you'll see A different side of me I'm not crazy, I'm just a little impaired I know right now you don't care But soon enough you're gonna think of me And how I used to be... me I'm talking to myself in public Dodging glances on the train And I know, I know they've all been talking about me I can hear them whisper And it makes me think there must be something wrong with me Out of all the hours thinking Somehow I've lost my mind But I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell I know right now you can't tell But stay awhile and maybe then you'll see A different side of me I'm not crazy, I'm just a little impaired I know right now you don't care But soon enough you're gonna think of me And how I used to be I've been talking in my sleep Pretty soon they'll come to get me Yeah, they're taking me away But I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell I know right now you can't tell But stay awhile and maybe then you'll see A different side of me I'm not crazy, I'm just a little impaired I know right now you don't care But soon enough you're gonna think of me And how I used to be Yeah, how I used to be How I used to be Well, I'm just a little unwell How I used to be How I used to be I'm just a little unwell [Unwell - Matchbox 20]
