Care for U
So mutch pain inside
That I have to hide
Friends tellin' them problems,what they can
But all my own problems, I can't tell them
Wanna to call my boyfriend on the phone
Tell him crying the problems of my own
I don't know if he still likes me
If he doesn't I don't know how suprised I'll be
I care so mutch about him and my friends
All those problems are making my end
That I have to hide
Friends tellin' them problems,what they can
But all my own problems, I can't tell them
Wanna to call my boyfriend on the phone
Tell him crying the problems of my own
I don't know if he still likes me
If he doesn't I don't know how suprised I'll be
I care so mutch about him and my friends
All those problems are making my end
Reacties op dit gedicht
| sandykeuh: | Donderdag, september 09, 2004 20:49 |
| ma meisje toch.. op me ook zo gevoeld.. ben er door geraakt..je moet echt met je vrienden praten.. 't helpt Liefs X |
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| Auteur: Elsjuh | 
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| Gepubliceerd op: 09 september 2004 | ||
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