Insanity
I’m feeling down
something’s wrong with me
but I can’t describe what it is
there’s something going on in my head
all my thoughts have been infected
voices yelling in my head
that there is nothing left for me in life.
And I keep telling myself
this is mere insanity
but then how comes
I cannot prove the contrary?
something’s wrong with me
but I can’t describe what it is
there’s something going on in my head
all my thoughts have been infected
voices yelling in my head
that there is nothing left for me in life.
And I keep telling myself
this is mere insanity
but then how comes
I cannot prove the contrary?
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| Auteur: Petite Anette | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 02 december 2002 | ||
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