If you want to live your life –
take some scissors, take a knife,
cut away your past
and make your present last
…
Make all moments count
move around without a sound
shake away your worries
by saying all your Sorrys
…
Not the things you did before –
being a psycho, being a whore,
define your heart, your soul today.
This was all okay
…
I have stabbed another person,
burned a bathroom shower curtain,
lost my mind, but got it back
I just had a crazy brain hack
What you believe is real
is a dimension of diversity
and what you see and feel
is your own great philosophy
…
Who – God knows – will unterstand
what is on your mind
when you do not have a friend
who says that you’re not blind
…
Not blind to know the truth
that life seems just a circus
full of things that you can lose
– consider it and choose
…
the way you wanna try to behave
untill you’re lying in a grave
The Window Woman always watches all the world through windows
Then she thinks to understand how life goes
Everyday she’s in a bus
and staring through the glas
She sees the people walking by
but she herself is just too shy
She does not even really know
if she’s in a Truman Show
what she expects to see
is what she herself can’t ever be:
Exciting and interesting.
What is true love?
From heaven above?
Can I find it in the streets?
Is this what she needs?
Can I find it in the water?
Will it be around the quarter?
Is it lying in a grave?
Is it riding any wave?
What do you believe?
Do you hope or do you grieve?
Can you see it in the sky?
Or is it just too shy?
*Written and drawn myself
it’s cold outside and in my rooms
it’s cold in here and in my dreams
the winter is about to be
while sitting here and drinking tea
four little steps to… wipe away the boredom
the birds are gone or have you heard’em ?
they’re back south for joining holiday
should we join them or just stay ?
