Better off...
You said you'd call me,
But you forgot,
A life without me,
Is what you want...
You said you'd write,
Which you didn't do,
And to top it off,
You forgot my birthday too...
You said you cared,
But I'm sure you don't,
And taking responsibility,
Is something you won't...
You wouldn't even cry,
If you saw my pain,
To you all of this,
Is just a game...
So when I say I'm better off,
Don't ask without who,
Because we both know,
The answer is you...
But you forgot,
A life without me,
Is what you want...
You said you'd write,
Which you didn't do,
And to top it off,
You forgot my birthday too...
You said you cared,
But I'm sure you don't,
And taking responsibility,
Is something you won't...
You wouldn't even cry,
If you saw my pain,
To you all of this,
Is just a game...
So when I say I'm better off,
Don't ask without who,
Because we both know,
The answer is you...
Reacties op dit gedicht
| The unreachable: | Woensdag, september 15, 2004 16:43 |
| Mooi geschreven..goed einde, maar wel wat bitter ten opzichte van je vader..I'm sure that somewhere deep inside his heart, he really cares about you! | |
| KimErens: | Woensdag, september 15, 2004 16:29 |
| Prachtig gedicht, Mooi verwoord. Het leven blijft toch doorgaan, ook al is het soms in moeilijke tijden. Kom op... Heel veel sterkte! Kusss |
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| Auteur: Maximeee | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 15 september 2004 | ||
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