I know it's hard.
I know it's hard
- it makes me cry,dear-
I can't take the words you always keep
on saying, to me, it makes me feel despered about
the way we act to e-toughter, like we
need to break up, like we are falling apart, my dear.
I can't take the things you keep from me,
why are you having those secrets, why aren't
you telling me what's wrong. Cause it hurts,
like hell, dont you trust me, no more?
I know it's hard facing the difficult side
of what life can be.
I know it's hard acting like everything's cool
but you don't have to hide your feelings,
not for me.
Tell me what's wrong, get your feelings out.
Tell me the truth, I wount let you down, my dear.
Tell me the truth, I wount let you down, my dear.
Never!
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Meisje met het hart*: | Zaterdag, januari 27, 2007 11:47 |
| Je schrijft ontzettend mooi.. ik bewonder je talent Liefs |
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| Roo$je: | Vrijdag, januari 26, 2007 20:47 |
| Heel mooi meisje!! Liefs, kus Hvjee |
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| wolkie: | Vrijdag, januari 26, 2007 18:36 |
| Prachtig mooi verwoord | |
Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: Rode Roos | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Innerchild | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 26 januari 2007 | ||
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