there is this feeling inside
and no way out sign to find
all those thoughts keep pointing
at the fat person that you see
everything is so rotten right now
unhappy is the only word you know
this world is not your place to be
not recognizing yourself in the big picture
there is this thing that gifes you hope
loosing weight is the thing you do best
seem to made for something so good
not seeing the destruction it brings
and what’s your piont after all?
bones pointing in your empty face
so tired of all the excuses you make up
just a face-guard for pathetic little soul
your clothes are cold and to big
the thoughts to big for your body
wishing it could all be just over
somewhere you feel some guilt
and still it’s giving you the power
so you just can’t let go yourself
being thin is just a funny game
which you will never lose(so you think)
all the other things you once felt
fading away when the sun hits your window
knowing it will be just another day
stuffed with fight down your hunger
Your feeling what you’ve done
breaking yourself by starvation
so this is where it all might end?
a trampled down body with no hope
your future so unsure and dark
and many failures to come along
but you know what…
the girl that once lived inside
will find her way out somehow
Ezther: | Dinsdag, juni 17, 2003 16:07 |
*COMPLETE SILENCE* |
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black sun: | Dinsdag, april 29, 2003 10:38 |
in 1 woord: PRACHTIG!!! en weer heb je een gedicht fantastisch mooi omschreven! you gave me goosebumbs ^_^ liefs: Linda |
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Annetjuh: | Donderdag, april 24, 2003 21:20 |
Ik word er stil van, ik meen het serieus! Echt mooi geschreven! Paar typefoutjes maar ja daar lezen we wel door heen!!! Heel veel liefs Annetjuh |
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Auteur: violetangel | ||
Gecontroleerd door: cartooneke | ||
Gepubliceerd op: 24 april 2003 | ||
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