Tears
Tears
Her eyes where full of tears
She didn’t know why
Trouble was always looking for her
Why always here life?
Singing her song
Just to escape from the pane
And the light, of her life
Just singing her songs
In her room
Hiding for the outside
Back to reality
End she dries up her eyes
Playing ruff all her life
Why wasn’t she beautiful?
Why all the lies?
Always lying about her pane
Friends crying about little things
Why didn’t they see all the pane in her life?
One day she stopped with singing
Stopped writing songs about her life
She was finally happy
No tears left to cry
Now she was with God
And her songs finally died
Her eyes where full of tears
She didn’t know why
Trouble was always looking for her
Why always here life?
Singing her song
Just to escape from the pane
And the light, of her life
Just singing her songs
In her room
Hiding for the outside
Back to reality
End she dries up her eyes
Playing ruff all her life
Why wasn’t she beautiful?
Why all the lies?
Always lying about her pane
Friends crying about little things
Why didn’t they see all the pane in her life?
One day she stopped with singing
Stopped writing songs about her life
She was finally happy
No tears left to cry
Now she was with God
And her songs finally died
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Angel13: | Dinsdag, maart 13, 2007 20:39 |
| zeer mooi en rakend geschreven. Liefs Angel13 xxx |
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| cosmicdoom: | Maandag, maart 12, 2007 22:47 |
| wow.mooi gedicht,take care,groetjes Jurgen | |
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