questions
why do people use me?
why do you abuse me?
why do i let you go on?
when all i want,
is for you to be gone.
all these questions,
but no answer will come.
you don't even listen to me
no-one does
not even my mom.
can't you see i'm suffering?
can't you see i AM someone?
not just a thing you can use
and then throw away.
you know i'm not
and i'm here to stay
because I am strong
and I will last
the weak little me
belongs to the past.
so go ahead and use me
abuse if you want
the thruth will kick back
and i know eventually
You will be the one who'll crack.
why do you abuse me?
why do i let you go on?
when all i want,
is for you to be gone.
all these questions,
but no answer will come.
you don't even listen to me
no-one does
not even my mom.
can't you see i'm suffering?
can't you see i AM someone?
not just a thing you can use
and then throw away.
you know i'm not
and i'm here to stay
because I am strong
and I will last
the weak little me
belongs to the past.
so go ahead and use me
abuse if you want
the thruth will kick back
and i know eventually
You will be the one who'll crack.
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| Auteur: Rhiannon | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Firebolt | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 30 september 2002 | ||
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