Um pouco de tristeza

Oi gente,

Ultimamente tenho me sentido triste. Não sei explicar o motivo, só sei dizer que me sinto triste e mais chateada, principalmente com as minhas marcas na pele por causa da coceira. Ando me sentido feia e idiota!
Olho para trás e vejo que eu era mais animada, disposta e alegre. O que há de errado comigo?!?
O Dr. Rômulo, na última consulta, disse que isso é normal, pois estou numa fase de mudanças. Estou tentando me encontrar, sabe? E ele disse que se encontrar de verdade é doído. Estou abrindo o meu porão e o que há lá dentro me deixa triste. Estou tentando tirar a minha máscara e me assumir, mas a máscara grudou.
Trilha Sonora para este momento? Sim:

Welcome Home (Sanitarium)

Metallica

Welcome to where time stands still

No one leaves and no one will

Moon is full, never seems to change

Just labeled mentally deranged

Dream the same thing every night

I see our freedom in my sight

No locked doors, no windows barred

No things to make my brain seem scarred

Sleep, my friend, and you will see

That dream is my reality

They keep me locked up in this cage

Can't they see it's why my brain says “rage”

Sanitarium, leave me be

Sanitarium, just leave me alone

Build my fear of what's out there

Cannot breathe the open air

Whisper things into my brain

Assuring me that I'm insane

They think our heads are in their hands

But violent use brings violent plans

Keep him tied, it makes him well

He's getting better, can't you tell?

No more can they keep us in

Listen, damn it, we will win

They see it right, they see it well

But they think this saves us from our hell

Sanitarium, leave me be

Sanitarium, just leave me alone

Sanitarium, just leave me alone

Fear of living on

Natives getting restless now

Mutiny in the air

Got some death to do

Mirror stares back hard

Kill, it's such a friendly word

Seems the only way

For reaching out again

Até outra hora!