the past
I look at my arms
regret what I see
don't know what to do
why did this happened to me
I look at my arms
can't stand what I see
reminds me of the past
reminds me of my history
I look at my arms
don't want to see what I see
why did I do it
make sadness come to me
I look at my arms
see what you can't see
covered always with gloves
you'll never see the real me
I look at my body
same as on my arms I see
it makes me feel so sad
why did I do this to me?
regret what I see
don't know what to do
why did this happened to me
I look at my arms
can't stand what I see
reminds me of the past
reminds me of my history
I look at my arms
don't want to see what I see
why did I do it
make sadness come to me
I look at my arms
see what you can't see
covered always with gloves
you'll never see the real me
I look at my body
same as on my arms I see
it makes me feel so sad
why did I do this to me?
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Nancy van de Graaff: | Dinsdag, augustus 27, 2002 20:45 |
| Meissie toch! K heb er geen woorden voor. Heel mooi gedicht! Als je er over wilt praten..mag dat nancy_vdgraaff@hotmail.com Veel sterkte en liefs, kuzzz van Nancy! |
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| Auteur: luna fairy | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 27 augustus 2002 | ||
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