Playing football
Playing football with my feelings
Feeling good, feeling bad
Playing with my feelings
Leaving me being sad
A simple change of mood
By only few sentences
Everything went smooth
Now my good mood lies in pieces
I'm sure you don't want to hurt me
Or this is how you want things to be
But I'm in pain
Going insane
Now go play a different game
Things may never be the same
But please let me feel normal
Instead of a football..
Feeling good, feeling bad
Playing with my feelings
Leaving me being sad
A simple change of mood
By only few sentences
Everything went smooth
Now my good mood lies in pieces
I'm sure you don't want to hurt me
Or this is how you want things to be
But I'm in pain
Going insane
Now go play a different game
Things may never be the same
But please let me feel normal
Instead of a football..
Reacties op dit gedicht
| adnerb: | Vrijdag, september 02, 2005 15:49 |
| wauw mooi gedicht zeg! sterke ermee! liefs en xxx brenda |
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| °BrokenSmile°: | Vrijdag, september 02, 2005 15:10 |
| Soms vat je dingen anders op dan mensen ze bedoelen en doet dat je ontzettend veel pijn.. als dat voorvalt; gewoon eerlijk zeggen, je zal je al zoveel beter voelen! Hou vol hé.. het komt wel weer goed. Geloof me maar.. |
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Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: Broken Rose | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: benji | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 02 september 2005 | ||
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