If you've got secrets you want to tell
we can talk all day long.
If your dreams get broken somehow
I'll remind you that you belong.
If you need some place to hide
you can hold my hand for a while.
If your sky begins to fall
I'll stay with you 'til you smile.
Whenever you need some space
there's my room - you can take it.
If someone breaks your heart
together we'll unbreak it.
When you feel sad or empty inside
I'll show you you're not alone.
If you get lost out there
I'll come and take you home.
I'll go with you somewhere else
when you need to get away.
And when nothing seems to be
going right and you need a friend . . .
I'll stay!

En väv utav legender

Tänk om allt som händer
tecknas ner i hjärtats bok.
Som en väv utav legender
som en bild av vår hisoria.
Om allt du undrar,
allt du drömmer,
allt som du i hjärtat gömmer
gick att läsa som en saga,
då skulle du förstå.
Ja, jag ser att du ler,
ler åt barnet som ännu inom dig bor,
men sagan kan vara sannare än du tror.

Life it seems to fade away
drifting further every day.
Getting lost within myself
nothing matters anyway.
Simply nothing more to give
there's nothing more for me.
I need the end to set me free
things are not what they used to be.
Getting lost inside of me.

Aldrig ensamt med dig

Jag sitter här i min ensamhet,
den ensamhet som skrämmer mig.
Det är så tyst,
det är den ensamheten som skrämmer mig.
Jag är så trött,
men vågar inte sova.
Jag vill att du är med mig
när det är ensamt.
Jag vill att du pratar med mig
när det är tyst.
Jag vill att du finns vid min sida
när jag går och lägger mig.
För när du är hos mig
är jag aldrig ensam,
det är inte tyst
och jag är inte rädd.
Jag vill dela allt med dig,
jag älskar dig.

Mellan springorna kikar du in

Mellan de nerdragna persiennernas springor
kikar två små nyfikna ögon in.
Betraktar mig.
Jag vet det, men ligger ändå kvar och väntar.
Jag vågar inte öppna fönstret
för det har alltid varit stängt.
Och fast du har lyft din hand
så vågar du inte knacka på.
Jag vet inte vad som hade hänt
om du hade gjort det.
Men jag hade nog inte legat kvar här . . .

Ditt helvete!

Jag älskar dig, ditt helvete!
Du kan styra mitt inre hur som helst.
Du kan få mig ledsen när jag varit glad i dagar.
Du kan krossa mina drömmar
utan att öppna munnen.
Jag älskar dig, men förstår inte varför.
Ingen har sårat mig mer,
ingen verkat bry sig mindre,
ingen har haft större fel än du.
Ändå älskar jag dig.
Ditt helvete

AIDS

Om jag får en dödlig sjukdom,
stannar du kvar då?
Om den medför olidliga smärtor,
lindrar du dem då?
Om jag gråter,
tröstar du mig då?
Om jag inte orkar kämpa,
stärker du mig då?
Om mitt hopp tryter,
delar du med dig av ditt då?
Om jag slutar andas,
gråter du då?
När jag är begravd,
saknar du mig då?
Om jag säger att det är AIDS,
hatar du mig då?

Ur kaoset talade en röst
till mig som sa:
- Le och var glad,
ty det kunde vara värre.
Och jag log och var glad
och det blev värre.

Kiss the rain

Hello . . .
The distance in a breath
if it's not felt on my cheek
is too much, is too far.
The sound of my voice
hollow echoes.
Am I that out of my depth?
Is that really me?
Do I sound that insecure?
Do you miss me?
Do you wish I was there?
Is that laughter on the line?
Are you sure you're there alone?
Don't answer the unanswerable
if the truth would hurt.
In the space of a 5 hour time difference
my imagination has run a marthon
of thought
leaving loneliness to abuse me
and jealousy to pick up the pieces.
Do you miss me
the way I miss you?
(silence)
Hello . . .
Can you hear me?

- Billie Myers -

I look like an angel
I talk like an angel
I walk like an angel
But I'm the devil in disguise
So watch out!!!

Prom poem

I went to a party, Mom.
I remembered what you said.
You told me not to drink, Mom
so, I had a soda instead.
I felt proud inside, Mom
the way you said I would.
I didn't drink and drive, Mom
though the others said I should.
I knew I made the right choice, Mom
I knew your advise was right.
As the party ended, Mom
the other kids drove out of sight.
I got into my car, Mom
sure to get home in one piece.
I never knew what was coming
something I expected least.
Now I'm laying on the pavement, Mom
I can hear the policeman say,
The kid that caused this wreck was drunk.
His voice seems far away.
My own blood is all around me
I try hard not to cry.
I can hear the paramedic say,
The girl is going to die.
I'm sure the guy had no idea,
while he was flying high.
He chose to drink and drive, Mom
that is why I am to die.
So why do people do it
knowing it ruins lives?
But now the pain is cutting me
it's like a hundred knives.
Tell my sister not to be afraid,
tell Daddy to be brave.
When I go to heaven, Mom
put Daddy's girl on my grave.
Someone should have tought him, Mom
not to drink and drive.
Maybe if his mom and dad had
I'd still be alive.
My breath is getting shorter
I'm getting really scared.
These are my final moments,
I am so unprepared.
I wish that you could hold me, Mom
as I lie here and die.
I wish that I could say
I love you and goodbye . . .

Always say I love you

Brittney loved basketball, friends parties too.
And when it came to painting, that's all she wanted to do.
She painted everything she saw, birds, flowers, the sky.
Somedays she sat at her window and painted everything that passed her by.
But lately she's been feeling woozy, her muscles ached a lot.
And her parent got kind of worried, so they took her to the doc.
The doctor took a couple of tests, to see if everything was ok.
Then the nurse came out with a look of sadness and this is what she had to say:
I'm sorry but you've got Leukimia, you've got about 3 months more.
Then Brittney got up and ran out of the room and slammed the office door.
She ran down the street screaming and cried her eyes out dry.
And stayed up all night, wondering what it's like to die.
Her parents held her tightly and said, we love you,
we'll make your last few months the greatest, we'll do anything for you.
So Brittney and her parents moved to Florida, to live by the sea.
Because Brittney loved the ocean and when she dies, that's where she wanted to be.
She spent her days painting and horseback riding in the bay.
But one day she met this guy and his name was Jay.
They collected seashells together and talked about all kinds of things.
And then one day while walking he handed her a ring.
It said I love you, which brought tears to Brittneys eyes.
And when he put it on her finger she began to cry.
I've got Leukemia, and about a month more.
Then Jay said: No matter what, I love you, and no matter what, you are the one I adore.
So they spent everyday together and swam in the Atlantic all day.
But Brittney was getting weaker and it was hard for her to stay awake.
So one day Brittney painted her picture and gave it to Jay.
She said, I want you to remember me, even when I leave this place.
But one day while they were walking and searching for seashells in the sand,
Brittney collapsed and started to loose her breath and said to Jay:
Please hold my hand,I love you more than anyone,
you are my only true love, but now my time is up.
And I'll watch over you from above.
Then Brittney's body was lifeless as she lay in Jay's arms.
And he sat there all day and kept her safe from harm.
I hope this teaches you a lesson.
To tell someone you love them whenever you can.
Because maybe they'll be gone tomorrow,
and you won't be there to hold their hand.
Because life is everything to everybody.
Without it, the world would be dead.
So always tell someone you love them,
a parent, a lover, a friend.

Var är jag?
Har nån sett mig?
Jag minns inte var jag tappade mig.
Jag minns inte om jag funnits.
Jag saknar mig.
Om du ser mig så säg till.
Om du hittar mig så håll mig kvar.
Jag vill träffa mig själv,
för första gången.