Gostar ou não gostar?

Afinal, por que a gente gosta de algumas coisas e não gosta de outras?
Se você gosta de algo é porque tem um sentimento bom em relação a isso. Sente paz, prazer, alegria, qualquer coisa boa...
Se você não gosta de alguma coisa é porque isso não lhe causa nenhum sentimento bom. Mas pode ser que lhe não cause nada, o que necessariamente não quer dizer que cause um sentimento ruim.
Portanto, não gostar não é o mesmo que odiar. Quem odeia não suporta, tem um sentimento mau dentro de si, mas quem não gosta, simplesmente não tem sentimentos.
A falta de amor não caracteriza o ódio.
Então, se alguém não gosta de você, pode ser que essa pessoa simplesmente não conheça você e não que seja sua inimiga.
Tem muita gente de quem eu não gosto porque não as conheço e, por isso, não posso ter nenhum sentimento para com essas pessoas.
Mas tem muito pouca gente que me causa um sentimento ruim, pessoas que talvez eu odeie. Ou talvez, não. Talvez eu só odeie algumas de suas atitudes... É errado odiar, eu sei. Deve-se amar o próximo, mas, às vezes, não se podem evitar certos sentimentos...

My Medley

If I was young I’d flee this town, I’d bury my dreams underground because it’s no better to be safe than sorry... This was the sound of my soul: I had the feeling that I belonged, I had the feeling I could be someone… But everything was dust in the wind… It was under my skin, but out of my hands…
And these days the stars seem out of reach… Wise men say “Just walk this way”, but I don’t because if I fail, if I succeed, at least I live as I believe. You may say I’m a dreamer, but I’m not the only one…
I remember all my life, every step I took, little things I should have said and done, I just never took the time. Sometimes I asked myself “Is there a heaven in the sky?” Because time could never mend the careless whispers of good friends… And my father, my mother, if they said “Why, why?”, I told them this was human nature… Because they never said: I’ll stand by you…
And what did I get when I fell in love? I was so confused, feeling like I’d just been used, and all by myself I didn’t want to be. Then someone said: ‘Just take my hand, hold it tight.” And, as women who have made mistakes are a little afraid and don’t like taking chances, at first I was afraid, I was petrified. Some people said “I bet they will never make it”, but lucky I’m in love with my best friend. Baby you’re all that I need when you’re lying here in my arms, and if you go, I wanna go with you, but, of course, loving would be easier if the colors were like my dreams: red, gold and green…
If I had to do the same again I would, my friend… Advice for a younger heart: Soon you will be older… Don't make it bad, take a sad song and make it better, remember to let her into your heart, then you can start, to make it better… So what is a man, what has he got? If not himself, then he has naught to say the things he truly feels and not the words of one who kneels…

They say...

They say I’m fat, but I’m much healthier than them…
They sat I’m lazy, but I do everything I have to in a simple way and try to enjoy some moments…
They sat I’m poor, but I’m richer than many people who have more money than me…
They say I can’t dance very well, but I’m not afraid of moving…
They say I can’t cook, but I wouldn’t die if I were hungry…
They say I’ve taken the wrong choice, but some of them haven´t chosen anything…
They say I’m old, but their minds are much older than mine…
They say I’m a dreamer, but they can’t dream anymore…

They tell me not to lie, but they forget to say the truth...
So they will always say these things to you, to me and to everyone else who listens to them. But we can’t give up, we can’t surrender, we have to stand up and face them because they are usually wrong. Who are they? Take a look around you and you will see…
However, don’t forget the ones who sometimes don’t say anything but who are always there when you need someone.