I opened my eyes.
I failed my words
they painted my world
but black shouldn’t be the color
and I shouldn’t be blind
I can’t keep you standing
when you want to fall
you’ll have to save yourself
you’re free to ruin yourself
I don’t regret what I did
because I meant every word
I only have become some wiser
some words just can’t stand
I failed my words
but I can only be proud
because I opened my eyes
when you wanted them closed
- And it sure feels good
to finally follow my own way
instead of walking, stumbling
in someone else's shadow -
Reacties op dit gedicht
| White Nightmare: | Zaterdag, april 22, 2006 17:27 |
| Hee meis, Lang niet gesproken... Dank je wel voor je reacties :) Krachtig klinkt deze, ik hoop dat je het volhoudt. Kus, Felice |
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| Auteur: Sugared_Placebo | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: benji | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 03 november 2005 | ||
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