Confusion
when i look at myself,
i see myself
its so different
everyone sees the reflection of their family, but what do i see?
i only see myself!
i dont know who they are
i dont know who my mother, my father, my sistaz and brothers are
i dont know who i am
there are to many secrets,
there are to many locked doors,
there are to many locks without keys,
there are no answers for my questions
there is just confusion,
confusion for who i am
confusion for what i am
confusion for everything that represents me
because ...
my familytree begins with me,
and it ends with me.
...
i see myself
its so different
everyone sees the reflection of their family, but what do i see?
i only see myself!
i dont know who they are
i dont know who my mother, my father, my sistaz and brothers are
i dont know who i am
there are to many secrets,
there are to many locked doors,
there are to many locks without keys,
there are no answers for my questions
there is just confusion,
confusion for who i am
confusion for what i am
confusion for everything that represents me
because ...
my familytree begins with me,
and it ends with me.
...
Reacties op dit gedicht
| free: | Zaterdag, april 13, 2002 11:31 |
| elk mens heeft een achtergrond... en een toekomst dus; wat zeg je hier? wel mooi geschreven graag gelezen liefs free ~(O)~ |
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| Auteur: Degraer Tim | 
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| Gepubliceerd op: 12 april 2002 | ||
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