The one in me.
The one in me.
I watch you live, your life so fast,
something is hunting you, from a past.
Try to help you, understand,
but no one is able to help you mend.
Screamed at you to stop the act,
to show your inner self in fact.
Break the wall that hides your soul,
give it space to make it glow.
But who am I to make you see,
how wonderful a life can be.
What it means to be in love,
with the world of living, from up above.
So trapped in you, I make you feel,
through my writing, how this life is real.
And sudden as you realize,
the walls go up,. . . so I have to hide.
Reacties op dit gedicht
| spacekoe: | Maandag, april 17, 2006 09:46 |
| Mooi! x | |
| Gert: | Maandag, februari 20, 2006 10:17 |
| Mooi. Liefs van mij |
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| Augustijntje: | Zaterdag, februari 04, 2006 19:38 |
| someone has to make him/her see..so why not you? very well-written x! |
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| MayadeBij*: | Zaterdag, februari 04, 2006 10:06 |
| And yet again ´some people have a wall of China ´round them´ ;) Heerlijk nummer.. Kus! | |
| mamsiemomo: | Zaterdag, februari 04, 2006 09:09 |
| Mooi geschreven! Groetjes, Mo | |
