Empty...
that's how I feel.
Can you please show me
that this world is real?

Madness...
Rules in my head
and it's the shadow,
which follows me to bed.

Sorrow...
lures in the cornor.
Caused by the loss
of my mother.

Happy...
is an unknown word to me
it's something
that I never feel.

I'm tired...
Please just let me sleep...
Doctor! Doctor!
Please don't try to wake me.
I might only be seven
but God is calling me to heaven.

I'm starring up at the stars in the sky,
dreaming about another life.
A life 'out worries and fears,
of loosing those, who to me are dear.
Even though I know
that someday I have to let go.

Humans...
What are they?
Creatures?
Beasts?
Please explain it to me again.
Humans are mysteries
With their secrets,
their lies
and their feelings.
All have something
hidden in their sleeves
things they don't
want others to see.

Some dance on flowers
Some dance on clouds
Some dance on feathers
While I dance on broken glass.

The days just pass by
and the calender
where the pages are beeing pulled off
One after another
Only missing the "He loves me, he loves me not"
Then it could have been a flower.

'Cause some days he messages me
Some days he doesn't
I just keep waiting
For that single message
which now and then makes my day.

I want to tell them that
I miss them
when they aren't here

I want to cry
I want to laugh
with them

I want to be there
when they need me
and I hope they'll be there too
when I need them

You say something to a person
thinking that it won't hurt.
But one single word
can keep reappearing in a person's mind
way longer than a bruise or a scar.
One word can follow a peson
until the day they die.
One word can push a person to the edge.
One word can steal one's confidence.
One word can destroy a life.
So think before you speak.

The time seems frozen,
Or maybe it was stolen.
This can't be true,
Do I really have to lose you?

The car was crashed,
The time just passed.
His face was bloddy,
And a little bit muddy.

I saw the blinking light,
Told myself "it'll soon be allright."
The other car was lying on the side,
I heard them saying that somebody had died.

The time seems frozen,
Or maybe it was stolen.
This can't be true,
Do i really have to lose you?

My lover he quietly mumbles in pain,
"It feels like I have been hit by a train."
Thank god, he's okay.
I thought that while they carried him away.

Then I heard  somebody say,
"Is the woman over there okay?"
Everyone turned and stared,
At the woman, who was laying over there.
I turned my head too and felt a chill,
Because I was the one who had been killed.

The time seems frozen,
Or maybe it has just been stolen.
This just can't be true,
Did i really have to lose you?