Written and printed on paper,
I have found,
some postcards and fotos,
just lying around.

When I saw them I read them,
and looked at them and remembered about them,
so many memories,
flooded out magically.

I remembered my kindergarden boyfriend,
my best-friend I'd had for long,
the old friends I had,
that had packed away and gone.

And it was then that I realized,
the life I had back then,
the differences there are from now,
and then.

Back then,
boys invited me,
and I invited them,
some were my friends,
some were just class-mates.

Back then,
I had lot's of friends,
and people who appreciated me,
and a boyfriend.

A boyfriend.
One that I had almost forgot.
A boyfriend?
It is hard to believe.

Back then,
my cousins and grandparents,
came to visit me,
for my birthday.

Back then, 
I was cute,
I was nicer,
I was shyer.

Back then,
people liked me for being behaved,
for being nice,
and for being who I was.

Back then,
I was myself,
I had friends who liked ME.
The ME.
And there weren't few.

THAT was my life back then.

I think that when I was scared,
it was because I was predicting what would happen,
and to be prepared.

Because one of the things I that was scared,
actually happened like something I nightmared.

My two best friends and my whole last year class,
in a whole new different separated 8th grade class.

But now I am with a nice teacher and two friends I know,
but one of them is planning to pack and go!

And my mother thinks its as easy as to go,
mr. principal will you let my daughter change classes and go?

And when I told my mother that,
she just says why are you to shy and just give it a try?

And when I try to explain,
all the reasons of why to stay,
all of them just float out of my brain,
and just take a random aeroplane!!!!!!

I really really'd like to be in my best friends' class
but not when all the first or second day has already passed.

So I'm just stuck in between these things,
and I just try to forget my day,
but it's as hard as making a recorder out of clay!
 

When flowers grow,
when grass is grean,
when sky is clear,
what does it mean?

When it is warm,
when the sun is boiling,
when we go swimming,
what is its meaning?

It means that it's summer,
it means that all can be warm,
it means that everybody can be happy,
unless you're at home.

It means its a sunny day.

Mr fish,
what do you wish?
My name is not fish but mr. Dish.
and I wish that you would wish that I was a fish.
Well I wish that you were a fish.
Am I Finished?

 

There is this girl,
she reads when she is at school,
she studies when she is at home,
you must think she is a lucky girl,
getting good grades all the time,
you must feel jelous of her,
you must feel ashamed you cannot be like her.

She is ashamed she cannot be like you,
because she cannot play,
she cannot talk.

She lives in a lonely world surrounded by books,
she is trying and fighting to get out,
but she can't,
she is stuck to her own studyig world.

There is no escape to all those good grades.

When people pass by, they say "Hi, Wanna play?"
But she is lost inside her own world struggling to get out,
struggling to say "sure why not?"

She can't because she has spent her whole life studying,
and now she can't get out .

There is this girl,
She lives in a lonely world surrounded by books,
she is stuck to her own studyig world.
struggling to say "sure why not?"
you must think she is a lucky girl,
you must feel ashamed you cannot be like her.
She is ashamed she cannot be like you,
and now she can't get out .