Evo jedne moje kako-se-osjećam:
I feel the weakness
rising in my body
I feel the mess
in my mind
wish someone
would cure this pain
I'm smailing now
smailing trough the darkness
so far so good
'till my dreams come true
I'm losing trough this whirl
I think about suicide
'couse I don't wanna live like this
and I wonder how would it be
if I just take a knife
who will feel sorry?
who will cry?
I know...
nobody doesn't care
'cause when I needed
a shoulder to cry
when I neede a hand
to get me out of this deep hole
most they were not here...
Now every little thing can break me down
and I have nobody to listen to me
so it seems like the only way...
but one who was always with me
is myself
my other me
my other side...
And becouse of that
I'll always think about this
AGAIN...
Post je objavljen 12.09.2006. u 20:34 sati.