Everything
This is The Problem
i have to face.
It's so fake here
in this fucking place.
don't want to be
here no more
Got to leave
heading for the door.
The walls around me
slowly crumble.
It's killing me inside
like a thunder rumble.
Hoping To leave
right now.
It's not happening
this is my death row
My hope
is fading away.
This is everything
i have to say
i have to face.
It's so fake here
in this fucking place.
don't want to be
here no more
Got to leave
heading for the door.
The walls around me
slowly crumble.
It's killing me inside
like a thunder rumble.
Hoping To leave
right now.
It's not happening
this is my death row
My hope
is fading away.
This is everything
i have to say
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Esther-Unicorn: | Maandag, september 25, 2006 00:54 |
| Heftig, maar ik begrijp wat je voelt.......Esther | |
| sweatie: | Woensdag, september 20, 2006 20:34 |
| ow jeeh.... jij kan schrijven zeg... k word er bang van.... ontroerend, mooi op n aparte manier | |
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| Auteur: Luckje | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 20 september 2006 | ||
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