my head
nobody knows how it's like to be me
in my head there's a person
it's funny, happy, beautiful and smart
everything i want to be
when i'm down or sad
i just talk with my head
and i know he's gonna make me feel better
and every morning before i go to school
i stand on my head for half an hour
hoping that the person in my head
falls out of my body
and rescues me from this irritating world
and takes me with him
into another child's head
in my head there's a person
it's funny, happy, beautiful and smart
everything i want to be
when i'm down or sad
i just talk with my head
and i know he's gonna make me feel better
and every morning before i go to school
i stand on my head for half an hour
hoping that the person in my head
falls out of my body
and rescues me from this irritating world
and takes me with him
into another child's head
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| Auteur: dauwe | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Firebolt | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 02 juni 2002 | ||
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