Stor og stærk som en marmorsten,
Hans blå bedrageriske øjne.
Facaden dækker den pinefulde leen
Samt de enigmatiske løgne.

Overvældende følelse af ansvarlighed;
Forventningerne er høje.
Det skyller ind over hans dyster sind,
Han lader sig nu bøje.

Den urene og maliciøse ravn,
Omslutter hans inkurable krop.
Ølflasker i hans favn,
Stakkels fyr kan ikke holde op.

Svagt blinkende gadelygter,
Viser vejen til sandheden; livets fjende.
Den han med hele hjertet frygter,
Hvornår ville denne lidelse ende?

- Lejla Hott

babou you tear ****** streaks along my leg
to say good evening         well good evening then
but now calm down little cat   i often say
good evening myself
or
good night to people      without tearing at them
you can do that     if just you
put a little effort and have some empathy       but that
is enough
to go too far and       you do not go too far

When you try so hard to be perfect,
And you fall right through the cracks,
When you try so hard to hide the pain,
but the tears keep leaving tracks.
•
When you try so hard not to be you,
And you very nearly succeed,
When you try so hard to hold your heart,
To stifle the ache and need.
•
The world is cold, it's a cruel place,
And you have only yourself,
You're just a page, in an ancient book,
On a lonely, dusty, shelf.
•
People may look, but they always find,
The thing that they want to see,
So, they may hear your voice, it's true,
But they won't hear the wounded plea.
•
You must understand the people,
All so very shallow indeed,
They'll attempt to make you better,
Just so they don't have to watch you bleed.
•
So, while your soul is shattered,
And your heart doubly broken,
You’ll hide behind a facade of smiles,
And words that are happily spoken.