zaterdag 26 september 2009 om 23:26
I’m sitting here, on my own,
Just being here, just alone,
Nobody’s there, only me…
Crying, nobody’ve to see…
But wait, what’s what I feel?
Is it my wound that never heal?
Is it the wound deep inside of me?
Is that causer of my misery?
I want to get rid of this pain,
Whatever I do, it’s all in vain,
Something far in history…
Grew up to a painful memory…
What reason gave me this fate?
A memory of tears and hate……!
Just being here, just alone,
Nobody’s there, only me…
Crying, nobody’ve to see…
But wait, what’s what I feel?
Is it my wound that never heal?
Is it the wound deep inside of me?
Is that causer of my misery?
I want to get rid of this pain,
Whatever I do, it’s all in vain,
Something far in history…
Grew up to a painful memory…
What reason gave me this fate?
A memory of tears and hate……!