at the sight of my life
at the sight of my life
at the sight of my life
I wonder who I am
when I grew up
when fuck replaced damn
at the sight of my life
I wonder who I have
what friends know me
what use me for a laugh
at the sight of my life
I see it's been bad
friendships and family broken
feeling very sad
at the sight of my life
I see me make it through
my friends always supporting
feeling less and less blue
at the sight of my life
I now see who I am
who my real friends are
and how happy I can be
at the sight of my life
I wonder who I am
when I grew up
when fuck replaced damn
at the sight of my life
I wonder who I have
what friends know me
what use me for a laugh
at the sight of my life
I see it's been bad
friendships and family broken
feeling very sad
at the sight of my life
I see me make it through
my friends always supporting
feeling less and less blue
at the sight of my life
I now see who I am
who my real friends are
and how happy I can be
Reacties op dit gedicht
| fallen angel of tears: | Woensdag, maart 16, 2005 14:54 |
| mag ik een van je vrienden zijn? ik hoop 't wel.. geniet van 't leven meis.. je bent 't waard :D liefs en knuffel |
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| Martine: | Donderdag, februari 24, 2005 18:26 |
| mooi gedicht.. | |
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| Gepubliceerd op: 24 februari 2005 | ||
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