I can’t wait to lose weight again. Right now everything I do is just for fun. And I eat more than my body burns away. The most I do is sit and eat. And smoke and shit. On 20th I will have the first surgery ever in my life. Because of my thyroid. I’m scared but I need to trust doctors. I’m the most trustful kid in history. Trust the doctors. That’s all about my life.
Otherwise I would be still in psychiatry. Hmm. Today my Dad apologized for he pulled me like a baby doll cause he couldn’t let me go or even stay at the hills where I was meditating like a big Indian guru or something like that. I cried. He called the ambulance while I said I just want to be on my own here and stare at the stars. I even created my own Lisa star while I was connecting to the whole universe, staring at the sky.
Nevermind. I’m not too big but not as I wish to be like 75 kilograms again. Why can’t I be Harry Potter and make everything pass away quicklier.
You say you like the sun Barcelona fun You want to see the world find your treasure, find your gold You travel anywhere pay the taxes, pay the fare England you have seen not just in a dream in Scotland you can find a dragon deep behind You want to sail your ship like Captain Sparrow hip and drink from time to time a whiskey close to mine but only on your mind like travelling unkind You never send a card You’d rather spend your heart on lifetime here and now there is nothing to show Maybe you can tell one day out of hell all your stories just to me this is how it’s got to be? I would like to never end this poem, lovely friend You’re a dreamer, we are two you can learn to play Kung-Fu I can learn to play guitar like a superstar Where’s the place you’d like to join? Shall I pay you with a coin? I would like to cook some food in a much more better mood so we could eat this all together eating all forever till we burst oh, some thirst let us drink a beer with no alcohol in here or I could get some water half a glas or quarter with my superperfect handling this will be the never ending poetry You see?
Am I right or wrong is it all too long? Can I make it short? Like a small report No. That would be boring I am queen and you are king not to rule and not to win you’re my soulmate, I’m your twin And whatever I would like to write here or to strike out again for blame no, that would be lame I will leave it as it is words can be like little kiss and I’ll never stop hip hop
You say you like the moon and in the afternoon you count the time till night untill there is moon light You travel universe a bliss and not a curse You have seen the stars running yellow cars in the sky so high not the truth and not a lie Would you like to follow? I feel myself hollow for real surreal ideal I kneel My powers are off