call me JULIA...

She doesn't know what it's all about,
She doesn't seem to care at all,
Open your eyes and see, love hurts,
Julia please, open your eyes and see
Julia wants to be on here own,
Sharing her thoughts, she is all alone,
Dreaming of the things she wants to be,
Where Julia don't belong
julia says - wet wet wet

isn't it scary... when i thought the happiness is in my arms,
then i realized that my happiness is my worst enemy...
a friend, a really good friend once told me to stop flyin' and
get back to the earth.
one that hit me the most is when she said, "just be a
normal person for this time."
...
well, i'm looking for a eternal happiness... i have to admit
that most of my happiness wasn't long enough to stay...
in fact, they've left sorrow and never looked back.
it leaves something in my mind... what should i do then?

when i sense the air of happiness, should i pass it by or
inhale it even after that gotta exhale and suffocate?
do i have to deny the sparks? do i have to keep it inside?
can i just try and taste? can i just have the smile tho'
temporarily? what if it's a real thing? am i gonna just lose
it? how am i supposed to know it's surreal when i pass the
chance to find out?
...
my friend said, "you're desperate, you're lonely, you're not
in control."
i didn't admit, but i might be.
i'm desperate coz i feel something so enermous.
i'm lonely when i had to live without it in my head.
i'm not in control coz the more i control it, the caotic things
buzzing.
...
am i fooling myself?
... (i'm dying to live without you, again)...