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Acting like we live
I feel the same for years now
and I try to get out of this somehow
but every try turns out to be a mistake
I must be to weak
I can't go on with this pain
Want to jump for a fast train
Because the reason to live
Doesn't exist anymore
Maybe it never has exist
but why do I feel like someone has to admit
say that I can leave now, and everything will be fine
who's life is this, yours or mine
I can chose for myself
but is there someone who can give me some help
I don't think I must go
But I want to, and want you to know
That if I'm really death
Everything will be better
Every time I open my eyes
no matter how hard I try
I keep seeing everything that makes me want to leave
and nothing is left to believe
If you read this, realise this is real
This story is the way I feel
I'm making signals, and hope for a better life
But how long it's going to take..?
I feel like a star burning up
the only thing I want is give it all up
I don't believe in anything anymore
but that we are together, that is for sure..