She had no one to talk to
No one to say hello
That’s why I guess she had forgotten
How to use her voice
Luckily her eyes were speaking
Words she could not say
But the story that they told me
Did make me feel affraid
She walked around at school
Her head faced to the ground
And her footsteps on the floor
Hardly made a sound
I always wanted to ask her
If she could maybe fly
But I’d scare her away
And I knew I was right
She runned all day long
From the voices in her head
Useless but when she didn’t
They would get her bad
And they told her to do things
That would may take her life
But she did so to please them
She had grown to weak to fight
She’d got some covered secrets
That were written on her skin
She tried so hard to hide them
But knew they were looking
She always weared big shirts
To cover up herself
And so to hide the secret
She throwed up since her 12th
Well I saw her passing by
One night out on the street
I guess she didn’t see me
As she only saw her feet
That seemed to walk this time
Cause I could hear her walk
Or would it have been the sound
Of her crying in the dark
And one bad day at school
She looked more pale than else
I tried to follow her
Cause it was wrong I felt
She left some drops of blood
As she walked through the hall
I lost her in the crowd
But knew no name to call
I opened up a door
Behind which I saw a light
She layed there in her blood
And just before she died
Her big brown eyes met mine
And I knew what they said
It was written on her body
The pain had been too bad..
Dylirium: | Vrijdag, januari 06, 2006 08:51 |
Prachtig neergezet, ik krijg er kippenvel van. knuf x |
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tear of pain: | Zondag, februari 27, 2005 17:41 |
kben helemaal stil... prachtig gedicht. kus |
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Auteur: *dark eyes* | ||
Gecontroleerd door: michris | ||
Gepubliceerd op: 26 februari 2005 | ||
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