i'm too sweet for you
you go to bed at three
i tried being a night owl
but i like morning me

you were the first to offer me some whiskey
you told me you liked it neat
i tried playing it risky
but this is not me

i like to be in bed by 9
i like to drink some tea
please hand me my new favourite book
while I listen to the birds in my neighbour's tree

i'm not going to tell you how to live your life
or to be grateful for the sunlight
that falls onto your skin
but my patience is worn thin

so you go and enjoy your late night coffee
and your whiskey too
i hope you get everything you've ever wanted
and that we may both meet someone new

I wish I could catch it
and put it in a tiny bottle
that moment
When you swim in the sea

It's not very warm
and you left your towel under a not-so-nearby tree

You're a little cold
but the adrenaline-kick keeps bringing you back to reality

the last words to yourself before you dive
no stress or worries
you don't think of anybody
you just feel the salty water reaching your nose and ears
and the water pushing you back to the beach

and quickly you get an indelible smile
it's nice every once in a while

She hit herself
She cried
"It is all my fault"
"You would all be better off without me"

I cry too, for this little girl has grown up to hate herself and I have not been able to stop her. I genuinely do not know what to do.

At certain moments, when I see her holding up her head with her hands, not even bothering to wipe the tears from her face, I can feel my heart breaking too.

I was once this little girl, with my eyes full of tears.
How can I love her so much? I feel my heart. How can she hate herself? Seeing her break, makes me fall apart.

I have liked him for a long time
I hope one day hé would be mine
Every time id make a move
Hé would find someting to prove
To me that it would never work
And eventhough I knew my worth
I tried and tried and tried
While I hoped, and prayed and cried
Hé must have changed his mind

Cuz hé asked me to meet
And when I did I expected nothing more than to greed
Each other
I expected him to be with someone other

But nothing was more untrue
Because he said; 'I want you'
And from happiness I wanted twirle
I wanted to be his girl

So I met with him a few more times
Until I met a change in tides
He wanted to see me,
But only when the sun had set
He wanted to please me,
But only when he wanted his needs to be met

So I though and talked and wept
It consumed my mind so much I hardly slept
I started to see every sign
That signaled he never wanted to be mine

He wanted me to be his girl
He wanted me to twirl
So he could be entertained
So he could be maintained

Bu he never wanted to be with me
He never wanted to know me
Never wanted to listen to me
He only wanted to use me

So I set myself free
I give myself my dignity
I had lost it, this time
But I do not want him to be mine
Again, anymore

I'll listen to me, this time
I promise myself from now on
to listen to my soul
For evermore

Hidden

The whispers, the talks
The cries I’ve had
The pain I felt
The blade and my skin
The paper and the pencil
And the door shut
- a closed chapter

a beautiful bee
which made people smile,
when they happened to see,

the greenish-blue sea
feeling the sun on your skin
drinking some nice tea

the feeling when your parents
accept your sexuality

maybe even going to Italy
reading a book
while drinking some really good coffee

oh honey,
I hope you will see a lot of bees