Födelsedag á la Emma
Det blev inget inlägg igår, men det tar jag igen idag BIG TIME!
Igår fyllde min älskling Emma 18 år. Hon hade önskat sig en Budapestrulle av min mamma, vilket hon också fick. Jag, Amanda, Emma, Erika och Josefine mumsade på den, riktigt gott! Emmas låtsaskompis var så snäll och lånade ut sitt fat till Erika, det är riktig vänskap det!
Efter skolan blev det en sväng på stan, inhandlade ett par svarta strumpbyxor till fredag. Det ska bli så roligt, nu när håret är fixat så kan man verkligen se fram emot det igen. Underbart!
Grattis världens bästa Emma
I love you
Igår fyllde min älskling Emma 18 år. Hon hade önskat sig en Budapestrulle av min mamma, vilket hon också fick. Jag, Amanda, Emma, Erika och Josefine mumsade på den, riktigt gott! Emmas låtsaskompis var så snäll och lånade ut sitt fat till Erika, det är riktig vänskap det!
Efter skolan blev det en sväng på stan, inhandlade ett par svarta strumpbyxor till fredag. Det ska bli så roligt, nu när håret är fixat så kan man verkligen se fram emot det igen. Underbart!
Grattis världens bästa Emma
I love you
Social injustice
A man is driving his car
while listening to his favorite song
A boy is dying in a war
while wondering what he had done wrong
A girl buys a new dress
like she does every day
A man goes deep down in his depress
and can't the rent for the house pay
A boy at his skateboard slide
on his way to a friend
A woman from her husband hide
on her way to the end
A world full of equals you say
I can not agree
I see social injustice every day
If you open your eyes, you'll see
while listening to his favorite song
A boy is dying in a war
while wondering what he had done wrong
A girl buys a new dress
like she does every day
A man goes deep down in his depress
and can't the rent for the house pay
A boy at his skateboard slide
on his way to a friend
A woman from her husband hide
on her way to the end
A world full of equals you say
I can not agree
I see social injustice every day
If you open your eyes, you'll see
Dikt
Every day I see you
walking down that street
I want to ask you "how do you do?"
and tell you that you're the most beautiful boy I've ever meet
But I'm too shy
I just look at you and smile
And I wonder why
I haven't got the courage to talk to you for a while
One day you were gone
It was a day in September
And all I know now
Is that you I will always remember
It's better to regret something that you have done, than something you never did.
walking down that street
I want to ask you "how do you do?"
and tell you that you're the most beautiful boy I've ever meet
But I'm too shy
I just look at you and smile
And I wonder why
I haven't got the courage to talk to you for a while
One day you were gone
It was a day in September
And all I know now
Is that you I will always remember
It's better to regret something that you have done, than something you never did.
