I get lost
I get lost in this world,
in this sick world,
where nobody likes me.
I hate this world.
I get lost in my words.
I don't understand the meaning,
of my words.
My words are empty.
I get lost in my life.
I don't know what to do,
when I'm feeling lonely.
I'm gonna lose the game of life.
I enjoy being hurt,
I enjoy feeling all this pain,
I enjoy being myself,
but I get lost in myself...
in this sick world,
where nobody likes me.
I hate this world.
I get lost in my words.
I don't understand the meaning,
of my words.
My words are empty.
I get lost in my life.
I don't know what to do,
when I'm feeling lonely.
I'm gonna lose the game of life.
I enjoy being hurt,
I enjoy feeling all this pain,
I enjoy being myself,
but I get lost in myself...
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Sopjah: | Zondag, maart 06, 2005 12:52 |
| het lvrtt, houw vol!! t is btw wel un machtig mooi gedicht!! -xx- Sofie | |
| SpinneSchim...: | Vrijdag, maart 04, 2005 18:42 |
| beautfiful a worck of emotion, desire and word heavens | |
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| Auteur: VALOLOVER | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: benji | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 04 maart 2005 | ||
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