My mind is a mess
If my mind was a book,
nobody can read it.
If my mind was a forest
nobody can see it.
If my mind was a room,
nobody can clean it.
My mind is a mess,
nobody can read it.
My mind is a mess,
nobody can see it.
My mind is a mess,
Nobody can clean it!
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Alisa Beudeker
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17-04-2009
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Een warboel in mijn hoofd