Life

Wouldn't life be so much sweater

if it was posible

to make a living

by being alive?

What are you so stressed about?

Tell me,

what are you so stressed about?


Is it really that important

to waste any single minute

thinking about this constant

worry?


Tell me,

What are you so stressed about?


Is it really necesary

to remember your worries

instead of letting thoughts vary

to joy?


Tell me,

what are you so stressed about?


Wouldn't you feel so much better

to just focus on whatever

and leave it until later,

much later?


Now tell me,

What are you still so stressed about?

Before our time

In days of long before our time

the world around us was just fine.

No huge holes opened in the sky

above the place where most birds fly.

The temperature was just right

not too low and not too hight.

The sea looked marvelous and blue

of thick, dark oil was yet no clue.

And life killed just to survive,

not only to feel more alive.

Those wonderful, magic days

long before human arrived

during which the earth not pays

for what we have done.

Failures

"Failures are bad!"

"Who told you that?

Failures are good

in the right mood.

When used to learn

Much you can earn.

And then next time

it'll be just fine!"

Looking at the mirrow

I stood up this morning at 6 a. m.

went straight to the mirrow and looked at me.

But as much as I looked I couldn't see

that person that I wanted to be.

And the day passed on, but then late at night

again I stood in front of it.

And as always I stood of time a bit

then went to bed and wondered as I sit

whether or not I was going to live

to live forever and ever like this

and whether or not my actual life is

the one, when I'm old, I'm going to miss.

Worried about living a life I hate

I decided before I went to bed

to achieve my goals before I am dead

and live as if life was about to end.

Now I know, things are about to change.

Slow down!

Hurry up!

Hurry up!

Now try to do

two things at once!

Faster, faster!

Faster, faster!

Always faster the world spins!

And watch out

Cause if you don't keep out

You'll be too slow.

But will you really be happy by being this fast?

Wouldn't it better to slow down

and start enjoying life right now?

Wake up

Wake up!

Stop dreaming!

Stand up right now!

Life is to precious

to just dream it away.

So stand up right now!

And stop dreaming!

Start living!

Wake up!

Make your dreams come true

Stop.

Just now.

Stop moving.

And stop thinking.

Stop and start breathing.

And listen to your heart.

Realise that you are alive

Because you are alive and still have time

To stand up right now and make your dreams come true.

Looking at nature

Look! There! Next to that huge green tree!

On the small flower sits a bee!

And on the flower next to it

two caterpillars sit and eat

And now look at the tree itself!

I wouln't belive it myself

if I was not able to hear

that bird sing so loud without fear.

And even when the sun goes down

I'm still looking amazed around

watching by the light of the stars.

Just watching.

Being me

Another day passed as they always do,

but without having all my dreams come true.

An opportunity might soon arise,

but I'll look at it petrified as ice.

And every day that passes I wonder,

why I'm so scared of the sound of thunder,

while for others it's music in their ears.

Whereas I might still need to face my fears.

How can you expect me to be like you,

and yet not do everything that you do?

I shouldn't be trying to reacreate

that live you loved, but I know I would hate.

I should try to be a bit more like me.

I know now, that's who I'm supposed to be.

Who am I?

Who am I?

Why am I here?

Why am I like this?

How did I get like this?

Was I supposed to be so?

How will I be in the future?

Will I end up like I want to be?

Could I ever be like I want to be?

Or am I just me?

Lost

Lost in the mystery of the forest.

Searching for the way out.

But wondering whether it was honest

to say that I'm not proud

to be here, lost in this forest.

And therefore, as I'm standing here, I shout

to who ever might just now be around:

"Go,

Go and leave me alone!

As I am on

the happiest paradise,

but doomed to search for hell

forever...

Don't join me in this madness!"

But as much as I scream and scream and shout,

most of you didn't, as it turned out,

didn't get my message in that forest.

And now we are searching for hell together...

Forever...

Midnight dream

In the middle of the night,
I wake up.
Crying.
One minute to midnight.
I can't remember
what I was dreaming.
But I remember
that it was great.
"Stars in the sky,
I know you've witnessed my dream,
make it come true!"
Thunder.
The sound of bell.
More thunder.
And more bells.
It's midnight
and I fall asleep again.
When I wake up
again
everything seems diferent
at first.
But,
again,
I realise that,
again,
I have dreamed with reality.

Dreaming

Sweet dreams of future adventures
If you know that
you will just depress me
By telling me how exciting my life could be,
Why do you keep poping up?
Bitter dreams of reality
If you know that
You will just make me happier
By telling me how exciting my life is
Why do you shyly avoid me.