***De stukiejs tussen sterretjes is wat ik denk en zeg en zeur enzow, en de gewone zijn hoe ik *denk* en van sommige helaas weet =( hoe ze over mij denken***
::I won’t tell you a damn thing!::
Damn you are so selfish,
Only thinking of your own.
Walking along day after day with a head like hell,
When somebody want to help you are crawling back into you shell
You’re not the only one on the planet,
Try to smile don’t say you can’t
Because you’re not even trying!
***
Sorry for being depressed.
You don’t get me you don’t even TRY to see.
But I’m sorry for being me,
I wane smile like happiness can reach me,
But I can’t feel a damn thing! Don’t you understand…?
I’m really getting angry or maybe only sad,
Because I’m not only dreaming I’m really feeling bad!
***
Whatever!
You just wane get attention,
Feeling sorry for yourself!
Is it nice to play a game?
Did you enjoy playing with me?
Cause I’m not the only one who will see..
All your suicidal actions are all made up by you…
Girl you haven’t got a clue!
You’re live is made out of lies,
And like you see also that is paying his price.
I will no longer be your friend,
Till your lies are finishing in an End…
***
I’m crying…
All because of you.
My little friend YOU are the one who haven’t got a clue!
I feel the hunger for another scar.
Why can’t you all believe me on the word I say?
Are you a friend? Or just another trader?
I think you can only believe…
When I’m dead
I’m so tired of losing friends,
I can cry for years and even dead won’t dry my tears…
I feel so helpless I feel so lost.
The last thing I wane say is Sorry…
Sorry that I came into your live, with a mask with a knife.
I’m sorry I couldn’t let you all see
The happy side of me………….
***