a cry for help
i reach out
to my friends
to my parents
to the ones i love
a cry for help
i'm standing in this room
full of people,
people who are supposed to love me,
and supposed to care,
i'm screaming
and crying
but no ones see's me
and no one cares
to my friends
to my parents
to the ones i love
a cry for help
i'm standing in this room
full of people,
people who are supposed to love me,
and supposed to care,
i'm screaming
and crying
but no ones see's me
and no one cares
Reacties op dit gedicht
| happy tear: | Dinsdag, augustus 13, 2002 01:00 |
| *snik* :o( | |
| xANGIEx: | Zondag, juni 23, 2002 18:33 |
| keimooi verwoord :) maar ik denk dat ze beswel van je houde... Er zijn echt wel mense die je graag zien... | |
Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: dauwe | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Firebolt | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 23 juni 2002 | ||
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