Further in my eyes
I smile at you and make a joke,
about something that seems to be funny.
Please my friend, look a little
further in my eyes.
I laugh and I talk to you,
about something that's not intresting.
Please my friend, look a little
further in my eyes.
I look at you and cry mascara-tears,
cry about everything I do, did and have done.
Now, my friend, I've showed you
what's further behind my eyes.
-I feel so locked up, I feel so fake.-
about something that seems to be funny.
Please my friend, look a little
further in my eyes.
I laugh and I talk to you,
about something that's not intresting.
Please my friend, look a little
further in my eyes.
I look at you and cry mascara-tears,
cry about everything I do, did and have done.
Now, my friend, I've showed you
what's further behind my eyes.
-I feel so locked up, I feel so fake.-
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Eagle: | Zondag, april 16, 2006 14:32 |
| Sterk neergezet. Jammer dat je opgesloten zit achter wat wij zien. Volgens mij zit er een lieve meid schuil achter die ogen. Liefs X Eagle |
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| Dirk Hermans: | Donderdag, maart 23, 2006 21:42 |
| goed in woorden beschreven groetjes Dirk |
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| Auteur: Catharina Sophia | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Innerchild | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 23 maart 2006 | ||
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