A cruasade to find faith
Strong believe in your abilities
During the search to the meaning of your life
You didn’t discover your possibilities
Blind for the beauty that lives in you
You only discovered your inside
But still kept searching for hidden secrets
Hidden glories from your outside
On every corner you found struggle
On every busy crossroad there was a blockade
Shouting crowd was everywhere
Supporting
Yelling
And screaming
All the tries for help made you so afraid
But all those people where for you
On your side to help you get through
No care was good enough
Where no one could understand
You weren’t able to make choices
Not able to grab our reaching hand
And you did your best
You wanted to explain why
Where we did our best to try
To discover what you’re going through
And now this cruasade ended tragic
But remember from above
Know we will always
Always love you.
In memoriam B. Jackson gestorven 03-07-2008 aan de gevolgen van anorexia nervosa op 20- jarige leeftijd