The mask ...
A happy girl
The whole day, with a smile on her face ...
A sad girl,
In the evening, her eyes are filled with tears.
The mask she's wearing,
isn't strong enough to hold on day and night.
Something has took away her pride,
She really wants to fight
But
...
Her heart is filled with pain and sadness,
with her scars and fears.
When will someone see her tears?
The whole day, with a smile on her face ...
A sad girl,
In the evening, her eyes are filled with tears.
The mask she's wearing,
isn't strong enough to hold on day and night.
Something has took away her pride,
She really wants to fight
But
...
Her heart is filled with pain and sadness,
with her scars and fears.
When will someone see her tears?
Reacties op dit gedicht
| fallen angel of tears: | Woensdag, oktober 13, 2004 14:01 |
| I will.. because there mine too.. my mask isn't strong enough either... so, she and me.. we are the same.. |
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| Auteur: Kleine Engeltje | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 13 oktober 2004 | ||
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