So unpredictable
My eyes are filling with tears,
he doesn't want to live anymore
sick of his life and of his fears
What does he have left to live for?
Every hour and every minute
was his mind by this girl
couldn't stop thinking of her
He didn't want anything else in this world
From the day that she told him
,, I never want to speak to you again ''
His world fell into small pieces
His heart was broken, black and frozen..
If he had to choose
Between life and death
He'd choose to die
'Cause he never wanted a life like that
If he would kill himself
I don't think I would survive that
I'd look different to everything
to love, life and even death...
Marit ter Haak ©
