It's summer
whenever I close my eyes
and you and I
are together
somewhere
drinking tea
looking at
each other

Happy
Because we're together
it's hard to believe we can actually...
touch
smell
and even kiss each other
after all this time

We're quiet
smiling and crying
because we're trying to comprehend
this miracle
of you and me
meeting
face to face

the only flowers you ever gave me
were plastic
but i still smell them
they smell of plastic, candlewax, and maybe even a little of you

if you had given me flowers
the real kind
would i have sprayed them with something, or dried them?
i would
i would have tried to save them, just like i tried to save our love

it would have been fairer if the flowers you gave me were real
cause maybe i would have seen them die, slowely
despite my efforts
maybe it would have prepared me for the death of our love
maybe i would have realised, before it happened

and maybe, i wouldn't be staring at plastic flowers now

I keep looking for people to pray to
Someone around whenever i need help
Someone to help me trough the tough days
the tough days, when i cannot carry my own shoulders
and can't even face the weight on them

I keep searching for people that have inner lights
bright enough to sunlight my dark days
with a love so strong i could cling to
and a consience clean enough to be praised

But i haven't found a person yet i could turn into my god
i keep looking in all the wrong places
shouldn't there be someone around strong enough
to help me trough my life?

I keep looking at all the wrong places
people aren't God, and have no sacret power
if i ask them to pull me up, they'll allways let me down
so i should move around my horizon,
and finally ask the only Person strong enough
to change my life forever

I like a little company
there's moments i am home alone
and too sick to leave my room
but there's internet
it helps me trough
i connect with a random stranger
share a few kind words
or get to know them
i made a few kind friends this way
people to look forward to 'seeing' again
or so i thought
and then,  suddenly
right at the center of my screen
an image i'll have to erase later
make my mind clean again
but can never be unseen
my mind exploding in anger
while in the same loosing a potential friend
you wouldn't walk naked on the streets
so please, keep your pants on too on the internet
(or at least the tiny part of internet that involvs me)
i really do not want to see any ******
would it be too hard to respect me?

I searched for you all my life,
Tried to take you as my wife;

As wild as a tiger,
As fierce as a gale,
Tried to tame you,
To no avail;

Gave you my heart,
Gave you my mind,
You wanted none,
Of what I provide;

You ran away,
I let you slip,
You left me alone,
Biting my lip;

My journey proceeds,
Searching without rest,
I never waver,
From my quest;

Looking around like a bee,
On the search for honey;

I'd spent all the money that i don't have
if it made me not tired for an entire day
i'd give up years of my life
to feel good for a while
but if i can never do that
and spent my whole life being weak
i'll still
write awesome stories

perhaps i am a rose
meant to bloom up your living room
share beauty for a while
even if it means i'm dying

you threw the rose away
it would just remind you of how you got it
that's okay too
i'll share my beauty with the garbage

I always keep my nails long
long enough to don't need a knife
my skin is allways new and fresh
and not too far away from bleeding

I always write my dreams down
unless i have my nightmares
images i want to forget don't need words
they're burned on my mind forever

Sometimes when i chat
i do so, to not sell my soul
write words that make me likeable
pretend i am someone i wouldn't want to be

The things that never happened
are defining who i am
and even if i'd try to write them down they'd be boring
i wouldn't stay in your mind for a second
my story should remain untold