Does anybody know who I really am?
The days are long
and the nights are cold
because I have to be strong
for the world I live in
At home I have a happy face
and I try to smile
somewhere else, my happyness doesn't leave any trace
then evil awakes within
All the tears and pain
the memories and the screaming
make me insane
the heartache of the day before yesterday
makes me die inside
Nobody really understands
even though I don't hide
my suffering for those who support me
I wonder if anyone will ever know
what goes on and on in my head...
and the nights are cold
because I have to be strong
for the world I live in
At home I have a happy face
and I try to smile
somewhere else, my happyness doesn't leave any trace
then evil awakes within
All the tears and pain
the memories and the screaming
make me insane
the heartache of the day before yesterday
makes me die inside
Nobody really understands
even though I don't hide
my suffering for those who support me
I wonder if anyone will ever know
what goes on and on in my head...
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| Auteur: debby | 
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| Gepubliceerd op: 22 mei 2001 | ||
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