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Why?
why am I here, when I want to be there?
why can’t I be happy by living my dream?
once I wished for what I have, but it’s not how it seemed to be… if I knew before, if I only knew before…!
why are there people that are sick? Why are there people who lose their loved ones? And why am I crying about something silly like love, then?
shouldn’t I be happy?
I’m loved. Loved by the person I once loved.
I love too. Just not him.. it's you!
why can’t he just be happy? Why can’t he just fall in love… with someone else?
and why can’t I just be with you?
why do things have to be so complicated?
I want to feel you, to touch you, to love you. Guilt free. Just you and me.
I want to be free.
I can’t take it anymore. I can’t take the pain. I can’t take to hurt him. I can’t take to hurt you… and to hurt myself.
I’m stuck in a place I don’t want to be and I’m losing my way… I’m losing myself.
why is It so hard to be me?
5. Oktober 2008 |
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