my dream
My dreams are dreams.
They can’t be true,
Never
My dream is being happy,
Not always crying.
I want to laugh
And mean it!
I don’t want to laugh
But feel like crying!
I want people who understand
My miserable life.
I don’t want to see
How people live my life.
I want to live it
Myself!
I want to be
Who ever I am
And not who you want me
To be…
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| Auteur: *_butty_* | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: maneschijn | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 11 april 2006 | ||
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