Filosofie / Geen Thema / Geen Thema
On sad days,
I feel the anger ripping me apart
On happy days,
I feel the joy in my hart
I feel the hate running through my vains
I know them,
I feel them, I am them...
But do they know who I am, what I think, what I feel,...
- just someone passing by -
Gecontroleerd door: fox_bert