dark and painfull
Dark.
Black.
Painful.
And sad.
That’s my life.
It’s screwed up.
Fucked up.
So is my life.
Standing in my life.
Feeling broken.
Small.
And everyone is going.
People always leave.
No one stays.
Before they know me.
They will be gone.
My life isn’t worth it.
It sucks
So am I.
I’m just one big mistake.
Life is one big mistake.
With me in de middle.
Don’t care about me.
I’m not worth it.
And I know.
In the deepest.
You all.
Hate me.
‘cause it’s me.
I don’t belong here.
It’s not my place.
I don’t belong anywhere.
One place.
Just one.
Is my home.
And that’s a grave.
The real me.
Is death.
There is my home.
Dead.
Black.
Painful.
And sad.
That’s my life.
It’s screwed up.
Fucked up.
So is my life.
Standing in my life.
Feeling broken.
Small.
And everyone is going.
People always leave.
No one stays.
Before they know me.
They will be gone.
My life isn’t worth it.
It sucks
So am I.
I’m just one big mistake.
Life is one big mistake.
With me in de middle.
Don’t care about me.
I’m not worth it.
And I know.
In the deepest.
You all.
Hate me.
‘cause it’s me.
I don’t belong here.
It’s not my place.
I don’t belong anywhere.
One place.
Just one.
Is my home.
And that’s a grave.
The real me.
Is death.
There is my home.
Dead.
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| Beautiful*Broken: | Vrijdag, december 15, 2006 16:49 |
| mooi geschreve... probeer vnt leve te geniete gaaat niet zoek ernaar wat het je wel kan late geniete liefs |
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| Gepubliceerd op: 14 december 2006 | ||
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