gossip
The pain..
the will not go away
it's not easy to say
how much it hurts me
all these gossips
about me..
why can't they see..
that they're only hurting me
is it because i'm different
or they just hate me
they won't stop gossiping
this is not the only thing..
they always look at me
with their ugly faces
when i look back with the same face
they start talking..
again..
again..
and again...
i just let them talk
i don't give a damn about it anymore
they were making me insecure..
but not anymore..
the will not go away
it's not easy to say
how much it hurts me
all these gossips
about me..
why can't they see..
that they're only hurting me
is it because i'm different
or they just hate me
they won't stop gossiping
this is not the only thing..
they always look at me
with their ugly faces
when i look back with the same face
they start talking..
again..
again..
and again...
i just let them talk
i don't give a damn about it anymore
they were making me insecure..
but not anymore..
Reacties op dit gedicht
| little fly: | Woensdag, januari 14, 2009 15:36 |
| Roddelen is echt een rot bezigheid, net of ze niks beters te doen hebben dan op zich zelf te letten.. Liefs, Linda |
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| ++Ikke++: | Donderdag, januari 13, 2005 17:13 |
| bedoel met zielig dat die mensen zielig zijn, om te gaan roddelen he! | |
| ++Ikke++: | Donderdag, januari 13, 2005 17:12 |
| Mooi... En zielig.. Stom he roddelen Sterkte he! Kus |
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| Auteur: Hypnoticgirl | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: benji | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 09 november 2004 | ||
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