ULLA KARLSSON

The things that make me different are the things that make me!

My original me..

You don't know my original me

Only what you see

You don't know nothing bout me

Not like my family

 

Thining out, growing old

Leaving me one by one

Wanna scream, makes no sence

Soon they'll all be gone.

Who am I then?

 

All the stories will be left behind

All the memories will fade in time

All the things they knew about me, will be gone

Who am I then?

Who am I when my world is falling

Who am I when there's no one calling

Who I am I when I end up alone

Who am I then?



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