I can't,
I cry and I can't help it,
I suffer and I can't do anything about it,
Why am I so weak?
I used to be so strong.
I rest but I have to fight,
I loose but I have to win,
I used to be a strong girl,
But somehow I'm exhausted.
To tired to fight,
To tired to win,
even to tired...
To live.
Life is a battle,
Somehow I can't win anymore,
My power is gone,
My vital strength has disappeard.
It's better to die,
Than live in a battle..
you can't win
Neetje