Everyday i still keep on wondering why.
I guess it’s sometimes better to say goodbye.
People think they care when they really don’t
Telling me “I’ll be there” when they really won’t
For nothin i kepp fighting day by day.
While dreams, Faith and doom showing me only one way.
But i hope i keep the power to rebel this craving.
Or else i’d better start waving.
You can hate me now for writing this down.
You can think bad of me and frown.
I allready marked people stopped caring like they did.
But somehow i will find an answer soon, from where i sit.
Cuz my borders are really starting to close in.
And i don’t want “them” to win :(
Bart kempers © 2008