I used to trust people with ease…
But not anymore….
Still hurting people I only want to please…
I closed the door…
Now I sit here…All alone, nothing left but tears…
Thinking about what may come…
All remaining are my fears…
Can’t somebody help me…
I’ve had enough…
These thoughts won’t let me be…
I’m not that though…
Now I’m thinking about making an end…
But I’m afraid of what’ll come…
Please let there be someone who’ll understand…
The things that have been said and done…
Tommie1: | Zondag, oktober 30, 2005 21:24 |
I hope we will understand. but some things we'll never understand..and are best to be forgotten. and what better way to forget is to be part of a group with people that care. i know I do knuff Thom |
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Longo Ornella: | Donderdag, juni 23, 2005 08:44 |
I will try to understaind... Nice! Kusje x! |
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moppiej: | Zondag, april 24, 2005 19:43 |
ontzettend mooi! heel veel sterkte! *knuffel* |
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Niniki: | Vrijdag, april 22, 2005 01:13 |
Mooi geschreven, blijft triest. Niniki |
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christina: | Donderdag, april 21, 2005 05:42 |
wat een prachtig gedicht knap hoor om je gevoelens zo in het engels te verwoorden ik zou het je niet na kunnen doen liefs christa |
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Auteur: Rachel Rutten | ||
Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
Gepubliceerd op: 19 april 2005 | ||
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