all kinds of scars
I see people watching me
Like im some kind of freak
I don’t want them to see
The scars on my body
Help is what I seek
Live in a box that can’t open
I just wanna get out of here
But it’s outside that I fear
Why am I so fucking afraid..
I write me soul empty here
It actually feels good
But still I see a tear
I will always stay in this mood..
Mirrors, I hate them
I see myself smile and know it’s a lie
Break the glass, and sigh
See it in an eye catch
My soul and the mirror finally match.
Like im some kind of freak
I don’t want them to see
The scars on my body
Help is what I seek
Live in a box that can’t open
I just wanna get out of here
But it’s outside that I fear
Why am I so fucking afraid..
I write me soul empty here
It actually feels good
But still I see a tear
I will always stay in this mood..
Mirrors, I hate them
I see myself smile and know it’s a lie
Break the glass, and sigh
See it in an eye catch
My soul and the mirror finally match.
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Fancy Nancy: | Woensdag, december 27, 2006 15:54 |
| ... *speachless*... mooi beschreven... *knuf* sterkte.. | |
| Beautiful*Broken: | Woensdag, december 27, 2006 13:05 |
| stilmakend mooi neem je leven terug op , laat de mensen zien hoe je je voelt en zorg dat je je een winnaar kan noemen als je alles hebt overwonnen liefs BB |
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| Br0kEn: | Woensdag, december 27, 2006 12:08 |
| heel mooi geschreven. Mss moet je eens proberen proffesionele hulp te zoeken want zo kan het niet verder Sterkte knuffel |
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| Auteur: NeedMyMedss | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Sheena | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 27 december 2006 | ||
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