onsdag 16 november 2011

Dead Love

I would make you happy
I would make you laugh
I ask nothing from you
Only make it last

Protect you from the dark
Show you the light
If i ever wronged you
Let me make it right

I would take a bullet for you
Give you all my love
Make it my mission
To never see you sad

If leaving you is what you want
I will do it without a second glance
just promise me one thing
Be happy while it lasts

måndag 14 november 2011

söndag 13 november 2011

The Man from my Dreams

where are you hiding
i chase you in my dreams
why dont you turn around
please hear my voice

my heart stops when i wake up
days melt together, always a dull ache
im looking for you
are you looking for me too

tall, ruggedly handsome, protective
love me for who i am
is it too much to ask for
dont want to be alone anymore

can barely get through a day
want to be beside you
looking high and low
for the man from my dreams

ill be juliet if you are my romeo
i offer half of me, you make me whole
save me from this life
save me from me

Fucking Parents

I am not who you see
the real me disappoints you
you never do anything for me

Some people shouldnt be parents
the love should be unconditional
i tell you how i feel, you tell me to leave

Fuck you and everything you stand for
you are supposed to accept me
not kick me to the curb

you arent the only one in pain
the world doesnt revolve around you
we should stand together, not apart

what will happen when i leave
im scared, even if i would feel better
i will leave most of my pain with you

living alone isnt a bliss i can afford
friends come and go, boyfriends too
you are forever, unconditional love

call me in ten years
you might accept me then
untill then, leave a message after the beep

Glorified Suicide

This place isnt mine
i just want to hide
nobody knows my pain
or how i feel inside

who would miss me when im gone
how many flowers would there be on my grave
why am i doomed to be alone
am i being punished for being alive

this might be a glorified suicide
but it feels right to die
what am i leaving behind
darkness swallowing me whole

going through the motions
not feeling a thing
there is no sunshine in my life
someone else pulling the strings

the days blend together
no colours, just a dull grey
why should i be alive
when i dont feel like it matters

Take my Breath away

See you standing in the corner
looks like the world let you down
wishing i could make it better
but i dont excist in your world

Hold my hand, let me hold you
look into my eyes, no pain there
forget the haunting past
let me create a better future

You take my breath away
give me reason to smile
wont you let me stay
ill make it better for us

You are my world
give you half my mind, heart and soul
you complete me
without you i dont live

forever is too short for me
time stands still
waiting for the answer
still holding the rings

fredag 11 november 2011

The next best thing

What am i waiting for
i dont even know
it disappeared before
it could even show

Its hard to focus on one thing
wandering in a daze
wondering what it will bring
cant see through the haze

Grasping at straws
barely touching
i dont want to pause
keep following the string

I have it in my hands
what do i do with it
i have too many plans
im about to split

Waiting to see what my luck may bring
i dont know what im looking for
this might be the next best thing
but i cant help wanting more

torsdag 10 november 2011

Ensamhet

Hur förklarar man ensamhet, när man har familj och vänner? Vad är det som fattas?
Vad för relation fattas för att man ska känna sig hel? Måste man behöva en annan människa för det?

Varför vill man vara ensam runt sina vänner, men när man är ensam vill man inget annat än att ha dem nära?

Finns det svar på dessa frågor?

När blir man accepterad?

tisdag 1 november 2011

Andras skor

Varför ska man gå i andras skor?
skulle nån vilja ha mina, så trasiga, med hål i hälen, hål i själen.
skulle nån se nåt annat med mina ögon som jag själv inte kan se?
behöver man vara nån annan för att se sig själv?

Måste man passa in där man inte är välkommen?
vem mår bra utav att se en falsk sida av dig, en sida du själv inte vill visa.

varför tvinga in sig i samhällets form, vi vet redan att ingen mår bra, bara acceptabelt.

Hiding in plain sight

Will you let me lean on you
or be with me when i need you to
can i trust you with my secrets
or trust me with yours

if i say ill be there, will you believe me
if i ask you, will you stay with me
even a silent companion is welcome in my arms

will you accept me, even with the problems
its all or nothing, i need no judge or jury
tired of being alone, feel like a sock missing my other half

i dont want you to leave, but i wont hold you back if you do
my days would be empty without you
you give me a reason to get out of bed.

youre better than any medicin, too bad i cant have you
i can only watch from the shadows, wishing i was what you want
ill take what i can get, waiting, hiding in plain sight.

Short film idea

- They say we are all different, but they want us to be the same. Pressure. Get a job, an apartment, a wife and kids. Pay your taxes, follow the crowd. Pay no attention to the strays.

- oh, you mean them?
They couldnt cope, lets give them drugs! love to see them squirm for their next fix.

- Help them?
Why? They had their chance, like the rest of us. They couldnt handle life, not our problem, stay in line! you wouldnt want to be like them.

Artists, bohemians, hippies? call us what you will. We live the real life, against the stream. Make our own descisions, walk our own paths, laying down tracks as we go along.

-Sure.
its not the best, but its what we want, someone has to do it. Would you do it?

whatever you say

lies, deceit, slander and gossip
you didnt trust my words
stumble thru life, groping the darkness
where is my sence of self

thought it was easier alone
now i dont even know
home is where your heart is
where is my home

sleep is a waste of time
left to my self, brainless zombie
what do i do, im lost
left behind in old memories

im always in the way
a waste of space
whatever you say
it doesnt help me anyway

how does it end
slow or fast, with or without
alone behind the scenes
controlled like a puppet
white noise, black and white
hide in the shadows

366

thirty ahead, sit down and wait
bored and tired, its the time that i hate
time i could better spend
doing something else
but im stuck here to the end

welcome, your number is 366
please wait untill your number is called
writing a song doesnt take long at all
i just want to get home

money makes the world go round
without it we are stuck in place
left forgotten in time and space
in this race we call life

its more painful when it gets close
only a few numbers left
tension is high, but we dont want to lose
the monthly cash, the reason for the queue

as i enter the room, walls painted white
a single desk, a smileand a choice of 2 chairs
pointless words, proof of being poor
leave with the weight lifted off my shoulders

The big dark blue

Wandering on a lonely road
scared of the unknown
feeling like i might explode
and i dont want to be alone

the city of lights scare me
emptyness fills my heart
all around me i see
people who wish to depart

leave this place now forever
i cannot stay this way
i dont care what i endeavor
all i want to do is say

i dont care who i used to be
all the visions that i see
there is noone to wonder
no feeling to plunder
all i want to do
to be free from you
to be alone is to be free