And yet,
another day of terribleness creeps up on me while I'm asleep.
Shall I wake up to live it?
Or just die and live it later?
I'm so confused by all the things you say to me,
all the things you try to make me see.
Shouldn't you know by now,
that I'm not the same?
I thought I showed you somehow,
that you can't make me do what you've always wanted.
All you do, is make me feel bad,
Make me feel sad.
Just because you have can't,
Doesn't mean I should live up your demand
But it's not up to me,
to give you the blame.
For I could never do that.
Not even to save my own name
Auteur: Rhiannon | ||
Gecontroleerd door: Firebolt | ||
Gepubliceerd op: 30 juli 2003 | ||
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