Feel
Turn of the lights..
Close the curtains..
Surround yourself with darkness..
Nobody around..
Nothing to talk to..
Not even a stuffed animal..
Just you and a empty space..
Feeling sick, alone and lost..
In a wicked world..
That's how I feel.
Because I've been bullied.
And I'm giving up life, again.
Because I am sick.
And maybe I will be forever.
Close the curtains..
Surround yourself with darkness..
Nobody around..
Nothing to talk to..
Not even a stuffed animal..
Just you and a empty space..
Feeling sick, alone and lost..
In a wicked world..
That's how I feel.
Because I've been bullied.
And I'm giving up life, again.
Because I am sick.
And maybe I will be forever.
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| Auteur: Wicked Rose | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: pantarhei | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 11 april 2010 | ||
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