I'm getting tired
Frustration over and over in my head.
Qeustions over and over trew my mind.
In my heart I feel pain.
On my cheek the tears.
No longer I wane fight but it's not on me.
I'm getting tired.
Feeling weak.
The frustration is making me mad.
The qeustions I can't find.
Tears won't dry, they've hide for 2 many years.
And the constantly pain, just makes me insane.
I'wane be happy.
Feeling good.
Don't wane worry about a thing.
Just wane be free.
Is that so bad,
Just being me.
Qeustions over and over trew my mind.
In my heart I feel pain.
On my cheek the tears.
No longer I wane fight but it's not on me.
I'm getting tired.
Feeling weak.
The frustration is making me mad.
The qeustions I can't find.
Tears won't dry, they've hide for 2 many years.
And the constantly pain, just makes me insane.
I'wane be happy.
Feeling good.
Don't wane worry about a thing.
Just wane be free.
Is that so bad,
Just being me.
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| Gecontroleerd door: Firebolt | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 03 februari 2005 | ||
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