I'm sick of being me
I'm sick of my person
sick of my life
I'm sick of being me
cutting with a knife
I'm sick of the wounds
sick of the pain
I'm sick of the scars
I try to quit with might and main
I'm sick of seeking pretends
sick of everytime lying
I'm sick of behave like I'm happy
while I'm inside dying...
sick of my life
I'm sick of being me
cutting with a knife
I'm sick of the wounds
sick of the pain
I'm sick of the scars
I try to quit with might and main
I'm sick of seeking pretends
sick of everytime lying
I'm sick of behave like I'm happy
while I'm inside dying...
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| jointje: | Zondag, juli 30, 2006 02:54 |
| omg dies egt vet mooi..kweet wat je voelt..maak prcies et zelfde mee...voeg me toe..yah-yah-yippee@hotmail.com als je iemand nodig hebt om mee te praten..kan goed luisteren..sterkte (K)xusj(K) | |
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| Auteur: *Lucine* | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 27 juli 2006 | ||
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