Kajsa

Gammal dator med gamla saker,
nåt som jag hade sparat precis efter mamma hade gått bort.
Mmm, saknar henne så obeskrivligt sjukt mycket!

Born from silence, silence full of it

A perfect concert, my best friend

So much to live for, so much to die for

If only my heart had a home

Sing what you can't say

Forget what you can't play

Hasten to drown into beautiful eyes

Walk within my poetry, this dying music

- My loveletter to nobody

Never sigh for better world

It's already composed, played and  told

Every thought the music I write

Everything a wish for the night

Wrote for the eclipse, wrote for the virgin

Died for the beauty the one in the garden

Created a kingdom, reached for the wisdom

Failed in becoming a god

"If you read this line, remember not the hand that wrote it

Remember only the verse, songmaker's cry the one without tears

For I've given this its strength and it has become my only strength.

Comforting home, mother's lap,  chance for immortality

Where being wanted became a thrill I never knew

The sweet piano writing down my life"

Teach me passion for I fear it's gone

Show me love, hold the lorn

So much more I wanted to give to the ones who love me

I'm sorry

Time will tell [this bitter farewell]

I live no more to shame nor me nor you

And you. I wish I didn't feel for you anymore.

A lonely soul.