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Ignored and pushed away
Standing between these walls
Hoping for a day without pain
One day I’ll be free

In a time so dark
I didn’t even see the stars anymore
When death seemed my friend
Lost in a garden of knives

And maybe I’ll be stronger in the end
But now, happiness seems so far away
No matter how hard I cry
My scars remind me of the past

It’s a long way to go
Full of pain and hate
But I know, I’ll get there
‘Cause someone had reached me a hand

vind hem echt heel mooi!!!heb hem een paar keer opnieuw gelezen en ik vind hem echt heel herkenbaar...vooral laatste strofe is mooi....