What went wrong

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

I wrote this for the thinking people:

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

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.

True Love


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?


go(l)d

*Written and drawn myself