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Silly little girl

a girl with two faces,
she has got big problems
but she doesn't see them
these problems are not just some phases

the world she lives in is a hell,
everyday is a battle she has to win
were the good times been?
when does she break out of her shell?

she lays on the ground,
the darkest place in the room
nobody can help her,
it's like she's already drowned

silly, silly little girl, says
the voice in her head
she only sees one way out:
the dead

mother came home the next day
her daughter left a note on the table:
'sorry for not being the daughter you
always wanted, i'm better this way..'

and she burst out in tears..

Engelse gedicht door: Bella

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