dying inside
 

You were so incredibly fragile
Thinking of me made you strong
Pretending to be in love couldn't save you
'Cause don't you see that lying is wrong.

Everyone thought I was playing with your feelings
And maybe I am that kind of bitch
But do you see who is really crying
Do you see who's inside slowly dying?

Do you want to know about my pain
Well that's just another problem for you
'Cause I won't ever tell you what is really breaking me up
Not to mention who.

'k vind het meer een soort van verhaaltje dan een gedicht...
't is niet 'kort, maar krachtig', wel veel zeggend.

ja, ik heb altijd de neiging verhaaltjes te maken..
Anders wordt het nogal snel zo'n "sinterklaasgedichten-niveau" bij mij :D :o
Veelzeggend....tsja... ;) :o