This Is The Life
This is the life we want,
or not.
Were fighting for something,
but we don't know what,
how can we go on,
if we don't no the meaning?
This is the life,
that is meant to be ours,
but is it really?
How do we still believe in ourselves,
while no one else believes in you?
Can you go on,
knowing that everything around you,
crashes down,
just because of you?
This is the life,
but for once,
please tell me,
what's it worth?
or not.
Were fighting for something,
but we don't know what,
how can we go on,
if we don't no the meaning?
This is the life,
that is meant to be ours,
but is it really?
How do we still believe in ourselves,
while no one else believes in you?
Can you go on,
knowing that everything around you,
crashes down,
just because of you?
This is the life,
but for once,
please tell me,
what's it worth?
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Jessrose**: | Vrijdag, juli 04, 2008 23:58 |
| Life is a big dissapointment. And still you can get pretty things out of it. Like your poetry, keep on writing and after a while it''ll make you proud. I mean, there are a lot of people who can not write a nice rhyme. Don''t throw them away... Nice work! Jes |
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| ria busschops: | Vrijdag, juli 04, 2008 21:33 |
| Look around you and you will find more than you ever expected! | |
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| Auteur: The Crow Draven | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 04 juli 2008 | ||
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