last day?
I’m scared
Scared for the “people”
Scared for my mom
Scared of everything
No I’m not scared to die
Not scared to bleed
Just for the things around me
And what’s happening to me
There is no future
There is only a past
A past I hate
Like I hate myself
There is no world for me without sadness
Without hate
Everyday it’s the same
Always sadness in me
All day sitting in my room
No one’s coming to talk to me
No one care’s about me
Just sitting there alone
Crying all day
Don’t go to school
Waithing for a call from they institute
Please don’t put me in there
Please just let me leave!
There is no other option
Not one other option to get happy
It’s they only way
Waiting to die
Waiting for that special momend
The moment were I can be happy
Happy for ever…
Scared for the “people”
Scared for my mom
Scared of everything
No I’m not scared to die
Not scared to bleed
Just for the things around me
And what’s happening to me
There is no future
There is only a past
A past I hate
Like I hate myself
There is no world for me without sadness
Without hate
Everyday it’s the same
Always sadness in me
All day sitting in my room
No one’s coming to talk to me
No one care’s about me
Just sitting there alone
Crying all day
Don’t go to school
Waithing for a call from they institute
Please don’t put me in there
Please just let me leave!
There is no other option
Not one other option to get happy
It’s they only way
Waiting to die
Waiting for that special momend
The moment were I can be happy
Happy for ever…
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Roo$je: | Dinsdag, september 06, 2005 14:50 |
| als je wil mag je praten! je mag altijd mailen of me toevoegen of zow! niet jezelf gaan haten... is moeilijk weet ik zelf ook! Sterkte! Liefs, |
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| Roo$je: | Dinsdag, september 06, 2005 14:49 |
| fictie voor zover... eigenlijk niet echte fictie! die gedachten zitten wel werkelijk in m'n hoofd! Liefs, |
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| Augustijntje: | Dinsdag, september 06, 2005 13:14 |
| sorry for the mistakes... hard, tough , things | |
| Augustijntje: | Dinsdag, september 06, 2005 13:13 |
| Sometimes life is really heart...and although you do ur very best to look for something positive, it seems that only bad things happen to you! In those though times you have to hang in there..because times will change!..they always do...and never think that ur alone and that nobody cares, because girl, we do, all the freaks do...there are many people here who would listen to you, all you have to do is ask...keep the faith, cause thing will get better!! x! |
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| tijgerrtje: | Dinsdag, september 06, 2005 08:27 |
| Is er niet iemand met wie je kan praten? goede vriend-vriendin-tante-oom-ouders-broer-zus? Iemand? Heel veel sterkte! |
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| FireFly: | Dinsdag, september 06, 2005 07:34 |
| Ga zelf eens naar iemand toe, neem wat koekjes mee en ga lekker tv kijken of zomaar kletsen over domme onderwerpen.. Ga weer eens naar school en organiseer een klassefeest oid.. Misschien heel hard maar de meeste mensen doen niets uit zichzelf.. Als jij hen wat meer aandacht geeft, willen ze er misschien ook voor jou zijn! De dood is geen uitweg meissie.. Misschien voor jou maar voor je omgeving echt niet.. Sterkte en Liefs |
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| Gecontroleerd door: michris | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 06 september 2005 | ||
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