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bye bye me...
i'm at school with my so called friends
they're laughing and joking, having fun but i wonder why i'm here and not out in the open i wonder why i'm feeling bad for months why i can't laugh, can't joke, can't have fun i wonder why i'm getting sick of my friends wonder why i'm always moody wonder why i only feel good in his arms why his arms give me warmth and strength to carry on in this meaningless life i'm wearing bright colors but my mind is black as coal i listen to stories about the fun everyone had 'how were your holidays?' anyone asks 'good', i hear myself reply why am i lying, why can't i tell the truth why don't i say everything sucks? that i want to go away, far away i háte school, i really hate it! 'be happy', or they'll punish you they'll ask why you're feeling bad will think they can help you i don't know why they think they'll help me by spreading my problems all over the world they only help themselve become more popular i know there'll come a moment i'll explode, burst in 5000 pieces bye bye me... 07/01/02 |
kvind hem btw zelf al helemaal NIET meer mooi http://forum.scholieren.com/frown.gif mjah...
ik ga vrolijkere gedichten schrijven http://forum.scholieren.com/smile.gif |
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eej meis, dr zitten wel mooiu stukjes in (al vond k die in dat meeltje mooien http://forum.scholieren.com/smile.gif), en als je hiermee je gevoelens goed kan uiten moet je zeker doorgaan...
*knufff* en onthouw ffjus dat dop meer n lees en post dan n reply-forum is |
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