kisses
I killed myself tonight
It was during a fight
A fight in my head
These wars make me sad
The only thing I do is cry
‘cause my body don’t want me to die
I tried many times, a knife in my hand
Dreaming of a distant land
The voices inside my head
Pretending I’m already dead
When I scream at them
They scream back
They don’t want me to rule
They think I’m the fool
Then, I feel like one too
Plzz forgive if I do
Tomorrow or maybe tonight
I’ll end this fight
And pick up the knife
To finely begin my own life…
It was during a fight
A fight in my head
These wars make me sad
The only thing I do is cry
‘cause my body don’t want me to die
I tried many times, a knife in my hand
Dreaming of a distant land
The voices inside my head
Pretending I’m already dead
When I scream at them
They scream back
They don’t want me to rule
They think I’m the fool
Then, I feel like one too
Plzz forgive if I do
Tomorrow or maybe tonight
I’ll end this fight
And pick up the knife
To finely begin my own life…
Reacties op dit gedicht
| moran: | Woensdag, maart 01, 2006 15:13 |
| wow, mooi, echt waar. I really understand you... heel veel liefs, moran |
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| Gepubliceerd op: 01 maart 2006 | ||
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