she...
She is always happy
She is always laughing
But when she's alone
She's always crying
She's wearing a mask
Nobody knows that she's not happy
That she's so lonely
She's hurting herself
Cut herself with a knive
Look how the blood runs down her arms
Like the tears down her face
She thinks that nobody cares about her
And that no one would miss her if she's dead
Why can nobody see the pain that she feel inside?
Cause She's wearing a mask
and nobody would ever know she's so unhappy
that she has these feelings of suicide
She is always laughing
But when she's alone
She's always crying
She's wearing a mask
Nobody knows that she's not happy
That she's so lonely
She's hurting herself
Cut herself with a knive
Look how the blood runs down her arms
Like the tears down her face
She thinks that nobody cares about her
And that no one would miss her if she's dead
Why can nobody see the pain that she feel inside?
Cause She's wearing a mask
and nobody would ever know she's so unhappy
that she has these feelings of suicide
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Sad_angel: | Woensdag, januari 30, 2008 21:13 |
| *slik* Heel erg herkenbaar, egt super mooi.... Prachtig, Knuff, Sad_angel |
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| Hearts*: | Woensdag, januari 30, 2008 18:38 |
| Zo mooi, zo hard, zo de waarheid xx. |
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| Anneliesjj: | Donderdag, juni 15, 2006 10:52 |
| zo herkenbaar, en super verwoord. *Hugs You* | |
| Lotte*: | Woensdag, juni 14, 2006 15:42 |
| mooi appart en herkenbaar niet bij mezelf maar bij andere... | |
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| Auteur: black tear | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: michris | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 14 juni 2006 | ||
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