I can't
sitting all alone
with a feeling
that breaks my heart
not able to talk about it
I wouldn't even know where to start
how can you explain
that something is killing you
I used to be a girl
living her life
dealing with problems everyone have
without caring about things that aren't so like they show in movies
just make the best of it all
but I can't
'cause something hits me everytime I try to smile
something breaks me down everytime I try to stand up
something kills me everytime I open my eyes
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| Auteur: little dreamer | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Innerchild | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 01 mei 2008 | ||
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