Tooday i found myself
i found out that i was dead
and the only friend i had
existed in my head
tooday i didnt go to school
i realized that its no use
to learn stuff and than just
walk out the window
why my mom thinks its ok
for a teen to sit home all day?
"noone ever calls her anyway.."
but its gonna be better tomorrow
thats the only thing i believe in now
it has to be better tomorrow
or there is no point in living like that
tooday i eaven had a smoke
i walked arround the street and talked
to myself and i had a nice
conversation.but it didnt work!
so i went home again
to the cause of all this pain
i had no choice and than i woke up.
noone ever calls me anyway..
but its gonna be better tomorrow
thats the only thing i wanna believe in now
it all be better tomorrow
or there is no point in living like that
it has to be better tomorrow 02 03 2006
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