Í wonder...
I wonder...
I wonder why you are gone
I wonder how I have to go on
I wonder how my lonely steps will be
without you surrporting me
Now I have to grow up without you
judge myself of what is false and what is true
have to do so many things, just on my own
I feel so terribly alone
But Mummy, I will find the spirit
I will remeber how you did it
whatever problem of whatever kind
you will always be there for me in my mind.
I wonder why you are gone
I wonder how I have to go on
I wonder how my lonely steps will be
without you surrporting me
Now I have to grow up without you
judge myself of what is false and what is true
have to do so many things, just on my own
I feel so terribly alone
But Mummy, I will find the spirit
I will remeber how you did it
whatever problem of whatever kind
you will always be there for me in my mind.
Reacties op dit gedicht
| The King Cobra: | Woensdag, maart 30, 2005 22:43 |
| Dit is heel mooi... Heb het stilletjes gelezen.. kan je verdriet voelen... Knuf Mattijn |
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| C.R.E.A.M: | Zondag, februari 10, 2002 18:41 |
| heel schoon ze echt waar!!! | |
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