The many words I write
Are just a part of all my thoughts
It's just a piece of all I feel inside
I was used to hold
A certain story untold
And I kept it to myself
But it only left me in the cold
Wasn't noticed by someone else
Nobody told me to cry
When a person would die
I just never really knew
How to react at all
I was learned to pray everyday
But nobody ever told me
What I was praying for
I was kind of lonely
And so very insecured
Now that I learn the lesson of life
I know what it means to be alive
That I have to be gratefull
For everyday that I live
I have the right to be faithfull
While I have so much to give
I learned that angels don't really fly
But they are somewhere in the sky
And I learned that while I am alive
I have the right to make you understand
That I am a human being
Who has the right to cry
Once in a while
sweety538: | Dinsdag, februari 24, 2004 20:21 |
of course you have. I like it when a men shows his emotions. It does mean something when a men does that in your company. Je hebt het weer echt onwijs mooi verwoord jou gevoelens. een errgg mooi gedicht star. kuss |
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Thuringwethil : | Dinsdag, februari 24, 2004 20:20 |
* charm.. great writing but uh what's the lesson of life ? caus I still didn't learn it.. liefs irus | |
The unreachable: | Dinsdag, februari 24, 2004 13:13 |
Yeah! Stand up for your rights! Nice poem! ;) | |
NightShade: | Dinsdag, februari 24, 2004 10:25 |
Beautiful :) | |
Auteur: Shining Star | ||
Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
Gepubliceerd op: 24 februari 2004 | ||
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