4 december, 2001.. ‘s ochtends in de bus
Why do I feel so sad
All this pain, it makes me mad
I cannot work this out, it seems
I’m ripped off, pushed in between
I don’t seem to find a solution
Maybe I’d view under a different resolution
Maybe the picture will be clear
Then I might know to keep distance or to get near
‘Cause dealing with this pain inside
In my life… it seems like the biggest fight
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Tell me what to do
Then tell me what I should do
All the well thought answers, they all come from you
You always tell me wrong from right
You care for me after every fight
Now tell me again, what must I do
‘Cause on my own… I don’t seem to get through
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I need some help, some good advice
‘Cause many days I feel like I’m not so wise
I feel like it’s all messed up
And all the shit I cause it just won’t stop
Now I’m standing on the famous crossroad:
Shall I go left of right?
Help me, ‘cause I don’t seem to make it in this life
Seems, I don’t have it in my might
To win.. this fight… of life
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Why do I almost want to cry?
Want to escape, run, hide and die?
I cannot do this all over again
It’s to hard for me, can’t you understand?
How did I end up this way
The visions I see, they’re all grey
The world around me, it’s all black
Now, tell me… How do I get myself back?
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The decisions I have to make
I feel everyday a piece of myself break
I’m torn inside, it hurts so bad
All I can do is cry and feel awful sad
I really want to, you should know
And honestly, I don’t want you to go
Only thinking ‘bout it make my cry
I couldn’t live with it, if on me, you’d die…