Zu früh zum leben
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Huling na-publish Fri, Feb 5, 2016
War bei meiner Geburt ein Jemand
und wurde dann zum Niemand
Wurde oft verletzt
und in große Angst versetzt
Sie dachten nicht daran, mich zu verschonen
stürzten mich in tiefe Depressionen
Mit Freude quälten sie meine Seele
hörten nicht den Schrei in meiner Kehle
Daraufhin versuchte ich mich umzubringen
wollte aus dem Fenster springen
Doch ich blieb am Leben
das mir nichts mehr hatte zu geben
War vollgepumpt mit Schmerz und Leid
ich glaube, ja ich war bereit
Meine Bewegungen waren sehr leise
als ich mich legte auf die Gleise
Legte mich auf's kalte Eisen
wartete auf das Zittern der Gleisen
Die grellen Scheinwerfer blitzten auf aus der Dunkelheit
und ich wusste, ja ich war bereit
War bereit zu gehen
auch wenn es die Anderen nicht verstehen
Werde sein an einem besseren Ort
besser als hier ist es nur dort
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This story is actually from a song which is about one girl trying to convince herself that people have it worse than her and that she didn't need to commit suicide. All the girls represented one of her problems. There was one girl with braids, one that was short, one with a yellow cardigan and then the others that she didn't explain. But at the end, it explained her as short with braids and a yellow cardigan. So, the girl had her boyfriend break up with her, people steal from her and bully her and her family was abusing her at home. Also, with the last girl, it said what did I just say before she said don't do it please. Proving that she did the things that the girl with the yellow cardigan said. Sadly, in the song, she gave up on trying to convince herself and she committed suicide. Luckily this time, this girl has seven guardians, a big brother figure, a better father-figure who is their teacher to be the new Mafia Don to the Vongola. How will they handle trying to keep her from killing herself? Or will a new boyfriend keep that from happening ever again? Will she stop? Or will her boyfriend take things into his own hands really?
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