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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 colours but my mind is black as coal I listen to the 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 hate school, I really hate it! “Be happy!”, or else 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 themselves become more popular I know there’ll come a moment I’ll explode, burst in 5000 pieces bye bye me… 7 januari 2002 |
wow... hijs echt mooi... tis een heel naar gevoel wat je hebt.. maar je heb t in een mooi gdichie geplaats.. sterkte r mee!!!
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Citaat:
is al weer over, zoals je ziet heb ik hem in januari geschreven... nou heb ik die vrienden 'gedumpt' zeg maar http://forum.scholieren.com/smile.gif en het gaat echt stukken beter met me! maar niet alleen daardoor, maarja. bedankt! http://forum.scholieren.com/biggrin.gif |
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