jealous
There are some people who are jealous…
They are jealous about
Your clothes
Your hair
Your shoes
Your room
Your family
About the fact that
You don’t have to go on holiday with your parents
You can go to lots of festivals
You have more friends
About …
Well I’m one off those people
And I can’t do a thing about it!
Yes, I can pretend that there’s
Nothing going on.
But that’s just the outside,
In the inside it tears me apart!
It kills me!
They are jealous about
Your clothes
Your hair
Your shoes
Your room
Your family
About the fact that
You don’t have to go on holiday with your parents
You can go to lots of festivals
You have more friends
About …
Well I’m one off those people
And I can’t do a thing about it!
Yes, I can pretend that there’s
Nothing going on.
But that’s just the outside,
In the inside it tears me apart!
It kills me!
Reacties op dit gedicht
| dauwe: | Zondag, juli 07, 2002 22:30 |
| mens waarover gedicht gaat is evenveel waard als jij, er is geen reden om jaloers te zien, ik hoop dat het jaloerse gevoel dat je altijd hebt ooit voorbij gaat! the fact that your jealous doesn't only hurt yourself ist hurting the people your jelaus of too |
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| Auteur: anouck | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Frummel | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 07 juli 2002 | ||
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