I´m quite familiar with the door
People used to leave me with (and for)
My family moved, my mother died
While I feel I wasn´t good enough
But I know the ways of life, by now, for real.
Sometimes it´s very hard and especially rough
For a tender soul who likes to see but pretty gentle flowers grow
To study things, I feel, I need to know
My greatest gift is trust
No matter what - no matter where
And courage in a way - cause I feel my daddy´s always there
As long as I will try to do my best
There´s basically no need to scare
The living daylight out of me
The unbearable lightness of being?
(well.. only if you dare.. my dear)
The only thing I fear - is fear
And I can be so small and sweet
Just a target - probably
Flesh and bones - a hunger - or whatever else you eat..
DrieGeetjes: | Woensdag, september 14, 2005 23:58 |
;) | |
flores: | Woensdag, september 14, 2005 15:41 |
Sprekend.. | |
Cora (zij): | Woensdag, september 14, 2005 15:31 |
Ik eet alles, ben zo n echte alleseter ;-) | |
Auteur: who cares | ||
Gecontroleerd door: maria | ||
Gepubliceerd op: 14 september 2005 | ||
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