death
death
Every time my mum is mad on me
Because I didn’t do some thing
I didn’t clean my room
I didn’t do my homework
I didn’t dress myself she likes
She said I’m only living for myself
Every time it hurt when she says that
Than I think my life is worthless
And wanted to be death
Every time my mum is mad on me
Because I didn’t do some thing
I didn’t clean my room
I didn’t do my homework
I didn’t dress myself she likes
She said I’m only living for myself
Every time it hurt when she says that
Than I think my life is worthless
And wanted to be death
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Wishdom: | Maandag, december 06, 2004 22:38 |
| I understand.... Zo voel ik het ook wel eens, Knuffel Wishdom |
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| The unreachable: | Zondag, mei 02, 2004 17:09 |
| Ik ga akkoord met FrozenScar..be yourself no matter what people say! | |
| FrozenScar: | Zondag, mei 02, 2004 12:58 |
| Jij bent jij en jij is waardevol!! Zoals jij bent =) wees trots dat je je durft te kleden zoals jij je fijn voelt! Liefs, |
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Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: Roxz | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Sheena | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 02 mei 2004 | ||
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