@shakand
Sit there, hmm, count your fingers.
What else, what else is there to do ?
Oh and I know how you feel,
I know you feel that you're through.
Oh wah wah ah sit there, hmm, count,
Ah, count your little fingers,
My unhappy oh little girl, little girl blue, yeah.
Oh sit there, oh count those raindrops
Oh, feel 'em falling down, oh honey all around you.
Honey don't you know it's time,
I feel it's time,
Somebody told you 'cause you got to know
That all you ever gonna have to count on
Or gonna wanna lean on
It's gonna feel just like those raindrops do
When they're falling down, honey, all around you.
Oh, I know you're unhappy.
Oh sit there, ah go on, go on
And count your fingers.
I don't know what else, what else
Honey have you got to do.
And I know how you feel,
And I know you ain't got no reason to go on
And I know you feel that you must be through.
Oh honey, go on and sit right back down,
I want you to count, oh count your fingers,
Ah my unhappy, my unlucky
And my little, oh, girl blue.
I know you're unhappy,
Ooh ah, honey I know,
Baby I know just how you feel.
@Shakand I learned something today I just realize that sometimes you don't want to hear how good you are, sometimes, you just want to feel blue! Even when the words you hear it comes from a place of sincerity and probably you know it it is possible that the greatness shit you hear, could be right, and you agree, give the smile, saying thank you but... it is not a time to feel great about it cuz the circumstances You just need to feel it and through the anxiety, stop breathing for a second, drink a good young wine, smoke a cigarette very slow, scream a little bit, perhaps let two or three tears fells down. your body recognize the courage you need to have not physical contact with the wall, don't get a sleep for two nights, see your clock and watch the time go by, pretend to listen people,...
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