mandag 17. august 2009

Hollow

Sometimes I feel so empty inside,
get an urgent crave to go and hide.
Because of the ones that say they are there,
but when it all matters they really dont care.
So do you expect me to tell how I feel,
when most tings around me are very unreal?
There’s always someone to prove that I’m wrong,
and that is the only thing keeping me strong.

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