The locked locker
21-06-'03
'Locked'
It's a free door
But still it's closed
And the key
Doesn't fit anymore
With me
'Cause I'm changed...
Locked
I’m always
Going to be nowhere
'Cause I cant
Be aware
Of the things
I want to share
I’m always
Walking in doubt
'Cause there are things
I can’t shout
And things
I can’t talk about
I’m always
Thinking more than less
Still this
Feels lifeless
And still I don’t know
How to leave this mess
Please let me be useless
'Cause that’s already how I feel
Please fade my identity
Don’t let this all be real
To leave the door,
Is to open the 'locker'
But then still
I'm not free
Cause I'm still
Confused..
And that confusing has to deal
Has to deal with me!
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Black Feather: | Dinsdag, juli 29, 2003 20:19 |
| Kdacht al dat ik m ergens had gelezen.. alleen oepsie.. geen reactie gegeven.. Nah hierbij dan!:) |
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| Auteur: sorriso promise | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: cartooneke | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 28 juli 2003 | ||
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