I feel the warmth of the sun on my skin
Feeling the euphoria of the win
Little kids are running by
My head is in the sky
Clouds touching and caring
Suddenly make me feel daring
I run into fields
And lower my shields
No more worries and be free
And then go back and have my tea
Then there are the stars, just in time
And there, I end my rhyme
Kim (September 4th, 2009)
vrijdag 4 september 2009
donderdag 3 september 2009
Candle Thoughts
Sitting in the candle light
Thinking about wrong and right
Tears streaming down my face
I feel stuck in a maze
Lost, alone and scared
Feelings like no one cared
Forgotten, not heard
Looked at like you're dirt
Death is seeking us
Hoping we will get hit by a bus
And when we finally are dead
Who will then be sad?
Kim (September 4th, 2009)
Thinking about wrong and right
Tears streaming down my face
I feel stuck in a maze
Lost, alone and scared
Feelings like no one cared
Forgotten, not heard
Looked at like you're dirt
Death is seeking us
Hoping we will get hit by a bus
And when we finally are dead
Who will then be sad?
Kim (September 4th, 2009)
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