Nie będzie o komedyjce z udziałem pięknej pani Heigl. Będzie za to po angielsku i, jak na mnie, dosyć mrocznie. Takie to utwory powstają z poczucia niepotrzebności (Boże, cóż za słowotwórstwo -_- ), przy wtórze anielsko, acz smutno śpiewającej Amy Lee:
Ugly truth (3rd.Feb.’10)
I wished I was more than this
But it turned to be obvious
That it is how it is
I am an unfulfilled promise
Something that you miss
But you will never look back at it
As you could not help loosing it
I am destined to be lost forever
Because those who could find me
Are not willing to do it ever
Those who might want to do so
Cannot afford it though
I am still living my life
Which has no point
Some say: “there is always some hope”
But they deliberately lie to me
Or they are simply wrong
Do not you think that I can see
What the world’s foundation is?
So I am writing these words
Renewing old wounds
But they are only offspring
I will summon to this world
Truth may be exhausting
But it is all that still counts