Try if you want
Shout at me
I don't hear it
Shake me
I don't feel it
Open my eyes
The door is still closed
Try
It doesn't matter
After every requested smile
It is all still the same
They shout at me
They get mad at me
And then they give up
I'm still staring into darkness
And the candle won't burn
Like there is no hope
But when is there someone who knows
If he would whisper,
I would astonished turn around
If he would touch me softly,
I would uncertainly touch him back
If he would give me love,
Because love opens every door...
Then the candle will burn
Like it never did before?
Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: White Nightmare | 
|
|
| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 16 oktober 2004 | ||
| Thema's: | ||