game of live
I don’t want to try anymore
I don’t want to play anymore
I don’t want to play this game anymore
Always being deceived so I’ll never have a chance,
Stop following the rules, there is no score!
I always seem to lose, and I don’t want it anymore.
I don’t want to try anymore, I already cry…
Life is just like a game.
I want to be game over…I want to die!
Isabel Morgana Nightly
I don’t want to play anymore
I don’t want to play this game anymore
Always being deceived so I’ll never have a chance,
Stop following the rules, there is no score!
I always seem to lose, and I don’t want it anymore.
I don’t want to try anymore, I already cry…
Life is just like a game.
I want to be game over…I want to die!
Isabel Morgana Nightly
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Sarah : | Donderdag, september 25, 2003 18:53 |
| Hey! Nie opgeve he! Der zijn nog zoveel dinge waarvoor dat je je kan inzette, nog zoveel dinge waarvoor je kan leven! Geef asjeblief niet op! sterkte Saartje |
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