I'm afraid.
I'm afraid.
Afraid I'll take the knife again.
No. No, no, no.
I'm afraid they'll find out again.
I'm afraid they will see I did it again.
I'm afraid to be what they all say I am.
A fuckin' despressed child.
Someone they hate.
They don't want me here,
I know.
Thats why,
I'm holding my knife close.
Just in case.
Afraid I'll take the knife again.
No. No, no, no.
I'm afraid they'll find out again.
I'm afraid they will see I did it again.
I'm afraid to be what they all say I am.
A fuckin' despressed child.
Someone they hate.
They don't want me here,
I know.
Thats why,
I'm holding my knife close.
Just in case.
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Nikitje: | Donderdag, augustus 18, 2005 11:37 |
| waauw.. Je kan het echt super mooi verwoorden.. Ik hoop voor jou dat het enkel maar by het gedichtje blyft.. -xXxX- |
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| *~~~Glitter~~~*: | Vrijdag, augustus 12, 2005 21:51 |
| hou er alsjeblieft mee op oke?? het lost niks op maar maakt je problemen aleen maar erger kom op lieverd praat erover liefs ne xxx glitter |
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| Auteur: LittleChild | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 12 augustus 2005 | ||
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