childhood
When you're a child
life is a dream
inconscious the dishonesty
the unjusty in the world
a little human without worries
When you grow older
it's hard to believe
life isn't a feary tale
it's so sad to see
what's happening
it's so sad to feel
the hate, the regret
I open up my eyes and say:
"oh God why?"
if I knew I would die
I would like to go back
to mothers belly
so save so close so happy
stop! tocomplain about it!
there is no time to cry
life is a dream
inconscious the dishonesty
the unjusty in the world
a little human without worries
When you grow older
it's hard to believe
life isn't a feary tale
it's so sad to see
what's happening
it's so sad to feel
the hate, the regret
I open up my eyes and say:
"oh God why?"
if I knew I would die
I would like to go back
to mothers belly
so save so close so happy
stop! tocomplain about it!
there is no time to cry
Reacties op dit gedicht
| sitara: | Donderdag, september 14, 2006 20:05 |
| yap,life is a bitch but hey,here the solution,just kick it in the ass zoentjes |
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| mientje: | Donderdag, augustus 24, 2006 15:09 |
| mooi... | |
| Hendrika89: | Donderdag, augustus 24, 2006 14:57 |
| heel mooi en herkenbaar neergezet! en trouwens bedankt voor je reactie! liefs |
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| Auteur: Zana | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Innerchild | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 24 augustus 2006 | ||
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