Changing
I feel I'm changing,
not in a good way
but in a bad way.
I feel worse every day
and I want to be by myself more often.
I don't know where it comes from.
I don't know why it happens to me.
I can feel I'm changing,
not in a good way
but in a bad way.
And that's just what concerns me most...
not in a good way
but in a bad way.
I feel worse every day
and I want to be by myself more often.
I don't know where it comes from.
I don't know why it happens to me.
I can feel I'm changing,
not in a good way
but in a bad way.
And that's just what concerns me most...
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Jimmys pearl: | Zaterdag, april 17, 2004 18:57 |
| Ik kan niks anders zeggen dan: het is je weer gelukt om een mooie te maken!! | |
| The unreachable: | Maandag, april 12, 2004 22:04 |
| Nice | |
| Dark Sinner : | Maandag, april 12, 2004 20:51 |
| Try to stop that changing!! Dont let your demon side taking over. Try to controle it, ask some friends to help you, But just try to stop that please!!??? Nice Poem I wish you all the luck that you need Kisss |
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| Thuringwethil : | Maandag, april 12, 2004 20:41 |
| is it bad to wanna be yourself more often :s | |
| Thuringwethil : | Maandag, april 12, 2004 20:41 |
| damn then I would be like some kind of devil :P | |
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| Auteur: twotoe | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Firebolt | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 12 april 2004 | ||
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