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Et dikt om livet. Kansje litt dårlig engelsk, men det viktigste er innholdet.
When I look into the mirror
I see a girl , a girl who wants to smile
she`s trying , she want everything to go back to normal again.
But everytime she tries she break up in tears.
why? why isnt everything just like before.
that little girl she always have been.
the girl who always was smiling.
Its hard times when you can`t be your self.
when you try to talk about all thats bothering you, but you cant get it out.
Nobody you can or want to talk to.
Your just keeping it all in.
When there is a boy you like and you keep trying and trying but it dosn`t work.
Its hard. really hard!
why is it so hard to open all thats in you?
try, maby it works but maby it wont.
The worst that can happen is if nobody understands you.
well how is things going to be better then?
People maby say, if you talk to someone that can help you?
maby that can help. Well, what if they don`t understand you either.
Maby you should be thank full that someone tries to help you.
But how is that going to help if you need someone to understand you.
Life isnt simple. and its short. So why cant it just be easy?
Well. Life is how it is. I`m just trying to have a good time.
Its not always so easy, but im trying as hard as i can!
So whats really normal? No one has a normal life.
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