"On a rippd piece of paper I write down how I really feel. With my hair tied up losely I start cleaning up my messy room- I am still wavering, searching for something new."
I sing for my people, I sing for my friends
I sing for justice, so that the world finally ends
I sing for my father who rests high above
and also for my mother who I deeply love
But as I sing I wonder, what is it for?
when there is no one who sings for me anymore...
...Man, jetzt bin ich wirklich schlecht drauf. Erstmal offline gehen und nach draußen verschwinden, um Luft zu schnappen. 1 1/2 Stunden habe ich ja noch, bis der Schreibkram fertig sein muss.
"On a rippd piece of paper I write down how I really feel. With my hair tied up losely I start cleaning up my messy room- I am still wavering, searching for something new."
I sing for my people, I sing for my friends
I sing for justice, so that the world finally ends
I sing for my father who rests high above
and also for my mother who I deeply love
But as I sing I wonder, what is it for?
when there is no one who sings for me anymore...
Eigentlich muss da doch gar nichts geklärt werden... ich bin ihm nicht wichtig genug, wozu ihn noch zusätzlich mit mir belasten? |D
"On a rippd piece of paper I write down how I really feel. With my hair tied up losely I start cleaning up my messy room- I am still wavering, searching for something new."
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