Ena pesem
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Lenchi
I look in the mirror, but I don’t see me,
A stranger’s face staring back, who could that be?
They say “just be yourself,” but I don’t know how,
When the voices in my head are too loud.
I’m trying to find the pieces that make me whole,
But every day’s a struggle, losing control.
Hiding behind a smile that’s not quite mine,
Pretending I’m okay, all the time.
Hidden inside, I’m scared you’ll see,
The parts of me that don’t feel free.
Hidden inside, where no one dares,
Afraid to show the cracks and the scares.
I thought I knew what made me strong,
But now it feels like I got it all wrong.
The things I loved don’t feel the same,
And I’m left alone, caught in this game.
I don’t know who I am, it’s all a mess,
What I liked before now means much less.
And I’m not pretty, or even smart,
Just a kid trying fix a broken hearth.
To je ena od veliko pesmi k sm jih napisala prosm ocente al če naj jih sploh pišem kr jih noben sploh ne bere men pa dost dolg uzame da napišem.
A stranger’s face staring back, who could that be?
They say “just be yourself,” but I don’t know how,
When the voices in my head are too loud.
I’m trying to find the pieces that make me whole,
But every day’s a struggle, losing control.
Hiding behind a smile that’s not quite mine,
Pretending I’m okay, all the time.
Hidden inside, I’m scared you’ll see,
The parts of me that don’t feel free.
Hidden inside, where no one dares,
Afraid to show the cracks and the scares.
I thought I knew what made me strong,
But now it feels like I got it all wrong.
The things I loved don’t feel the same,
And I’m left alone, caught in this game.
I don’t know who I am, it’s all a mess,
What I liked before now means much less.
And I’m not pretty, or even smart,
Just a kid trying fix a broken hearth.
To je ena od veliko pesmi k sm jih napisala prosm ocente al če naj jih sploh pišem kr jih noben sploh ne bere men pa dost dolg uzame da napišem.
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jaz mam en velik problem. strah me je jesti. da se bom zadušila. da se mi nekje zatakne hrana. premišljujem sam o tem. hrana se mi gnesi, ko jem premišljujem o vsakem požirku. ne morem več. hočem ven iz tega. enkrat sem že šla čez to, sam ni bilo tako hudo. sam jokam. nihče me ne razume. prijateljic pa nimam da bi jim povedala. bojim se da bi me ljudje kritizirali in obsojali zaradi tega. to ve samo moja mama. ko jem me je strah in ne delam drugega kot premišljujem o hrani, potem grem na wc in to kar je ostalo v ustih izplunem (ne izbruham) sam splavim si ven usta. moja mama je edina ki me razume. samo ko je poleg upam jesti. čez 3 tedne gre za 4 dni na izlet. strah me je da mi bo preveč. je edina katera me razume. čeprav se ji zadnje case to zdi noro. imam hude migrene in občutek da bom padla skupaj. prejšnji teden sem šla od pouka zarafi tega. prbič sem to nekomu zaupala. strah me je. rabim pomoč!






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