It’s good..
I live with my grandmother..
And I love her..
But I can’t go on with it..
I live like a ‘criminal’
I do things, they don’t allow it..
The law allow it..
But i don’t..
I can’t go on with it..
I drive me and my mother crazy..
With the thing I have done..
But why I can’t..
Why I feel guilty..
I can’t go on with it..
My head say yes..
My feeling say no..
And then..
My head and feeling switch..
I can’t go on..
From now..
I’m a good girl..
I do the best I can at school..
And I’m not a ‘criminal’ anymore..
The little devil is gone..
Auteur: kGm | ||
Gecontroleerd door: Anastacia | ||
Gepubliceerd op: 22 februari 2007 | ||
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