Gabs

Jag klarar inte av att få beröm för saker jag håller lite halvhemliga, som sakerna jag skriver. Blev tvungen att skicka in några till en svenskauppgift och jag fick beröm. Jag rodnar fan fortfarande. Beröm, till mig?

it's just dreams
far away waken dreams
of some other place
where it'd be different
so different
it's just loose thoughts in here
of what life could be
if it didn't have to be
just like this
just different

so hey hey hey
let's go crazy babe
we'll take a midnight train
and go west, it's best
and hey hey hey
let's go crazy babe
we'll just walk down a lane
and see what goes down, in this town

it's just life
far away and gloomy life
where nothing's different
oh, different
it's just me
simple, boring me
painting life to what
I think it should be
so different
is it different?
- gabriella '08