Along With me
~Along With me~
Trying to find my way
through these memories and hurts
Of the person i portray
try to clean up my mess, the dirt
Not because i believe
i will learn how to live
but because there’s no room in my casket
if it’s full of haunting feelings of the past
i wanna clean up my own mess
before i leave this place
Don’t wanna leave them to guess
what’s been going on behind the mask of my face
i don’t wanna leave all the lies for them to unravel when i die
i will know all the secrets, take them along
so that they can finally be alive
living without the past holding them strong
When i die i know: i will be free
But more importantly
i know they’ll be free
Along with me
Trying to find my way
through these memories and hurts
Of the person i portray
try to clean up my mess, the dirt
Not because i believe
i will learn how to live
but because there’s no room in my casket
if it’s full of haunting feelings of the past
i wanna clean up my own mess
before i leave this place
Don’t wanna leave them to guess
what’s been going on behind the mask of my face
i don’t wanna leave all the lies for them to unravel when i die
i will know all the secrets, take them along
so that they can finally be alive
living without the past holding them strong
When i die i know: i will be free
But more importantly
i know they’ll be free
Along with me
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| september: | Donderdag, november 12, 2015 22:09 |
| Moeilijk maar heel mooi geschreven Allysson. Liefdevol. Je gedichten doen me diep nadenken. Liefs van mij x |
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 08 november 2015 | ||
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