Run away
It hurts so much that they can’t see
How much their words are hurting me
They only see what I do wrong
I’ve been captured for so long
And if I go, would they care?
Would the notice I’m not there?
Maybe they’ll see the real me some day
Or else I’ve got to run away
How much their words are hurting me
They only see what I do wrong
I’ve been captured for so long
And if I go, would they care?
Would the notice I’m not there?
Maybe they’ll see the real me some day
Or else I’ve got to run away
Reacties op dit gedicht
| death_darkness: | Maandag, april 30, 2007 02:40 |
| weglopen..daar denk ik ook aan.het is me wat.in mijn hoofd plan ik het al en ik wordt er bang van. | |
| e_e: | Vrijdag, april 27, 2007 12:25 |
| In minder dan 10 zinnen precies waar iedereen z''n hele leven over nadenkt. | |
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| Auteur: __*Noor | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Sheena | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 22 april 2007 | ||
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