the golden boy

 

   tell them this girl wore an saint become sinner

wonder how i went from an loser to an winner ? 

 i can tell his parents raised an wonderful son 

 because he had my heart , won

i wore in dark place but then i met a friend

do you know how good to have an helping hand

been picked up like you did with that coffee mug

how you watch me like i wore watching my blog 

intensive and private , moment 

it felt like i wore in heaven sent 

again 

yeah i think wore raised as a soldier 

but i knew you as an lover 

and i like that you are so clever

know what really matter

and i bet your sis guided me to you 

when i wore levitating in the blue 

for a month 

and i hope you knew you made the retirement 

my hot spot and know you all i can talk about  

saint to sinner

   tell them this girl wore an saint become sinner

wonder how i went from an loser to an winner ? 

 i can tell his parents raised an wonderful son 

 because he had my heart , won

 i know real love when i see it 

 recall when i fell out my wheelchair and into him

 how embarrassed i felt but i also felt , heaven sent

 how he glide in like an acrobat , gymnast 

 pick me up like i wore his little cat 

 i remember thinking it wore an girlfriend he talked about

 i wore like damn it and how i forgot about you still in the room

 when i begun to strip , undress and how i look like an mess

 but you treat me like a fucking princess 

 i am sorry if i talk to much but i cant help if i got more of an , crush

 how you made me feel so stylish everyday when you dress me 

 and how happy you did when you add me 

 even if we dont chat much but you special 

 because i just came from hell and fell for heaven 

 when i saw you but then it was time to go 

 

chapter is about you

  tell them this girl wore an saint become sinner

wonder how i went from an loser to an winner ? 

 i can tell his parents raised an wonderful son 

 because he had my heart , won

sure i gonna miss him , who wouldn't 

his like an soul wrapped in bow 

who would not fall in , love ? 

i recall him being made me happy i living 

that is a great feeling of healing 

you know every chapter lately is about you 

and i hope your parents also , do 

what an extraordinary guy you are 

... local star , student care about his patient

but for me you are heaven sent 

and future doctor , maybe mine 

i like the thought that we might see in a few years 

in the cafeteria just like we did in the corner 

på Garnisolen   

blurred lines

  tell them this girl wore an saint become sinner

wonder how i went from an loser to an winner ? 

 i can tell his parents raised an wonderful son 

 because he had my heart , won 

 that kinda love you only write poems about 

 and i remember how i embarras i felt 

 when i fell out the wheelchair and into the carrier

 i can tell he wore  something special . like heaven sent 

 i moan when he stroke me like a new bought kitten

thought perfect when he said it wore okey that i namedrop you in my damn poetry

but lets face it no poems sounds that great like your vocals and everything wore like an , musical 

how you got me undress and strip - unaware of you still wore in the room and how you look like you eye fucking me with the eye , feeling like that wore hard to disquise and i like how you made me feel so stylish and glam 

like a real friend 

learn to be your own friend

 sorry to all the people if i just disappear 
that i almost died , but sorry if i appeared 

people come and go but the real ones stay

and show loyalty their friends in the end 

i learn which people have burnt my bridges

and i know people set fire to witches 

stitch myself together to become somebody

build up me just to put me down 

to sleep , again 

i wore just beginning to dancing by my own 

learn to live again and remember how to be my own friend 

i no longer chase boyfriends , just my own dreams 

but if they do slide in my DMS 

i dont mind them 

villian in this city

 sorry to all the people if i just disappear 
that i almost died , but sorry if i appeared 

people come and go but the real ones stay

and show loyalty their friends in the end 

i learn which people have burnt my bridges

and i know people set fire to witches 

stitch myself together to become somebody

know they know , freak them out 

yeah i am a villain in my city 

nothing with me is pretty 

at least that what they say

ok 

but call me harley quinn

mental but an queen 

a kinder surprise

 he grew up like an student

 she fell for him 

 like she heaven sent 

 i heard you wore an risk taking 

 even if you make my heart breaking 

 " but mom , i talk  about real love " 

 only the kind that that send you above 

 and he sure did , and that you have to live with

 i can tell in his eyes , he is a kinder surprise

 love the way he are so knowledgeable and wise 

 yeah . 

 he became a leader , not an follower 

 i like the fact he is know whats important 

 and how you make me feel so elegant

because lets be honest 

nothing with my life is , perfect  

Real Life

you can tell me this girl is a girl wore born to become a survivor 

he wore born and raised a solider which makes you the perfect carrier 

i think it kinda fun how i fell out my wheelchair into you 

liked that you grab me in my hands like we wore best friends 

you such a great bro i wonder if you miss me , on low ? 

yeah i remember how you style my like i model 

but dont you know i am already a rolemodel ...

how i like the way you hands on my body 

and somehow i become to show off my body 

which i never been comfortable with 

but with you i felt comfortable to peak underneath 

how you help me with shower 

intimate like an lover 

i kinda loved it 

the way you roll it 

my wheelchair , my hair 

when i wore at the retirement 

inspired ( the weeknd real life 

 

stroke me like a kitten

 tell them this girl wore an saint become sinner

wonder how i went from an loser to an winner ? 

born with nothing but now got everything 

being born as a rag doll , stitches bruises and fall

out the wheelchair and i remember how i fell into that carrier 

how he help me up like he stroke his new kitten 

dude of course i would be smitten 

the way you lay your hands on me like we wore friends 

i wore so broke , just want to elope 

but it wore hopeless so i did spend my time falling for you

heaven only lets a few in and you are like an angel 

i mean you wore my guardian angel 

that saved me from danger 

and i know you cant let me in 

heaven , seven heaven 

i remember how i saw stars 

when i got knocked out 

in lock down 

and i remember seeing 

a beautiful human being

wonder am i really living ?

when i fell in your arms 

boyfriend material and shit 

but i predict 

i am a future not girlfriend of his  

but god i  wish 

well that was a trip

sorry to all the people if i just disappear 

that i almost died , but sorry if i appeared 

i know you dident thought i would make it 

i can tell by your actions , reactions 

i wore on my death bed , just like your mother

fighting through the injury in the surgeries

never thought i would make the recoveries

but somehow i did . i wore in extas 

on month in coma until the the prince woke me up 

thank god i have no bad blood with him above 

all love , felt like i wore taking a trip to seven heaven 

levitating and floating on air but still be he here 

Josefin

its not me who arrive to the hospital , go figure 

even if i kinda become a regular 

there but this time its , Josefin who check in ...

hospital hours and waiting for hours 

yeah i been through it , ones to many times 

visiting hours and  supermarket flowers 

people are come and go , please dont go 

before you got the answer you need  

Your hands

 förlåt till alla för jag bara drog 
förlåt alla för jag nästan , dog 
jag kommer ihåg när mitt hjärta , stanna 
hur jag föll för killen " jag tror han hette Christian " 

hur han gav mig så kärlek att jag bara föll ur rullstolen

han vet vad jag är kapabel , att skriva ett , två eller tre - kapitel

men tycker det är helt okej , jag menar det är inte så jag är hans " tjej " 

vet du att du är den ända som rört mig om baken , sett mig ... naken

kinda like it though och undrar hur jag vart so jävla , see through 

ja du är better then cookie dough and fix my beauty mark 

you got the greatest heart and i wish your parents knew 

how i am fond of you but i know you sis look down and are proud over you 

like i am your fan , did you know how much i like your hands 

they wore like my best friends 

healthier

 you see the light in my soul and made me be like in control

 i like the way i find healing , its a beautiful feeling ... 

 you speak so kind , clever and make me feel like i am matter 

it like you see me for who i am , and that why i become your friend 

i got this heavy heart , but you speak to me with empathy and sympathy

and everybody know misery loves company , to become healthier in the end   

hold on to your support system

i remember how you enter my room 

and pull up the blinds  like you enter my mind

i recall how i fell out my wheelchair and into my carrier

his chest wore so sweet so i thought i would like invest 

you as my new inspiration 

to be honest had not a lot to do when i wore at retirement 

more then become heaven sent 

but i dident thought i would get a caretaker like you 

how we became a  team there in the corner 

hope it wore not our closure and prey for it never being over

because i dont do sad ending , just good ones 

and i like to believe you wore good chapter 

yeah i recall how you became my helper 

with the medicine , everyday 

and i like to  get handed 

them by you 

because i sorta felt loved by you 

differently like the others 

okey , i might add they others wore like pensioners

but i know love when see it in somebodies eyes

the sympathy and empathy 

i like how you style me , in those pampers  

because you made me feel very glamours 

in them , like we wore more then , friends 

i love how you made me lunch and dinner 

and i know you will be somebodies else 

but for now i hold on to you like an broken limb 

like a support system 

7 minutes in heaven

i like to chat with you more then you know love 

different timezone but we can always chat on phone 

you make me feel less alone , like i have someone 

no judgement and make me feel accept 

 which pretty much is perfect 

i am the girl in the mash pit , sipping on her cup 

listen to my favorite jam in the club and just like that 

i , get up from the wheelchair - if only for 7 minutes 

but those minutes when my legs are my friends 

is like 7 minutes in heaven 

 

thick of healing

i wore like falling for like the million time

but this time worst the worst time 

... body bag and crime  scene 

daydream but an nightmare 

and give mum quite a scare 

for the million time but dont worry mum , i am still alive

you just dont know it yet 

it wore like an out of the body experience 

and i recall how i got there by ambulance

hospitals , nurses , doctors and surgeries 

waiting room and waking up from my injuries

dont recall anything anything after that 

had to recover , begin all over ,.. again 

dont be able to talk or write 

which i hate because i am a freaking , poet 

and how my mum cried by my side 

i just wanna say i am alive 

but  somehow i become an expert on ... survive 

in the thick of healing , i got a feeling 

that everything would be alright 

hottest on my spotify list

 i put your record on shuffle

 you know , the a list on playlist

 that guy who is the hottest on spottily list

 yeah i put you on repeat and now you playing with my beat 

 i know your world so different then mine and i dont even know if 

 i wanna let you in mine but what if , i would do that ? 

 dont even know if this surreal or on real , how i shall feel ? 

 all i know is you kinda a big deal 

 and i keep get attach by the lyrics you provide 

to be honest i cant believe you ever would replied 

but maybe you just like me loyal to your friends 

like i am loyal to my fans 

yeah . this poem make no sense 

but i am so happy for those DMS 

( i do get a lot of inspiration from pop culture , i dont tell everything is true - but i dont say it isnt either )  

 

hooked on iv drop , like i listen to your bop

 

you sample music , i sample blood samples 

i am hooked on iv drop , listen to your bop

knew you came around for an reason 

if it only wore be back for a season 

but honestly feel you loyal as a fan

are to a star 

you seem so down earth

 even if you bright up the skylight 

with your kind words in the night 

yeah i recall laying in the hospital

waking up from coma 

felt like i been 101 days in insomnia

and i remember how i could not write 

particular hard if you wanna be an , poet 

hard time breathing and had to lay in recovery

couldn't really explain anything but heard everything

that wore going on at the ward , every single word 

and i recall how my mum wore by side and we made a secret language 

as i could not speak , and i had a ritual with a nurse there 

break ¨the elbow and i love that because frankly every encountering with an man an like in " love " 

but i must say the recover is better because i met somebody that treat me like i am matter  

thanks to everyone that inspiring , keep inspiring me

this is an story about girl that always to stumble 

out of her wheelchair and nobody seem to give an damn

got like a million stitches in my body just to become somebody

this is no an pity poem , i just telling the truth  about how i find self worth  am

acceptance within my condition , brought in life without no etc 

but really what is the norm these days ? 

well , i grew up being healthy until i wore around 8 and then i fell from the schoolyard 

and they begin to take test , while other got grades i did blood samples , took urine test

spine course , etc   , and it push a lot of  friends away because who want to be bff with the sick girl 

who always sleep and cant come over and play with them , i dont blame i put them in poem hehe

 instead , so that wore primary school basically but high school got worse as i had to move because of all the bulling and tóxic environment , i mean teacher need to support the sick kids who go on the school because if the kids see the adult a sick and weaker person they will follow them ! Preach 

then i came to my favorite school which wore really supportive and had great teachers and classmates to 

it wore in LULEÅ . Shout out to LULE . i recall how i felt included in everything embraced which is a great feeling . with people who who support me with my writing , like we  should write an essay ( 3 pages long ) but i wrote it 11 , and the headmaster told me i should be a author , i guess he plant the seed then hehe 

then i went to england and experience to some things because " EVERY WRITER NEED TO LIVE HAHA " 

not like i already have a story to tell , i just wanted mine to be perfect x after that i travel the world , twice 

to explore and met people get inspire ( and thank god this wore before lockdown haha ) 

To say goodbye

i got two uncles , their are different like Mary Kate and Ash 

while one wore almost overdosing the other brought in the cash

i dont remember anything about either one of them accept 

neither of them gave me much respect , accept - the youngest 

so i became of him , fondest because he wore the the hold dearest

i am sorry for what happen next to him , wish i could tell him 

how much i miss him but the stars in the sky light carry me through the night

and i remember how it broke my grandmas heart , heard her cry through the night

when she thought i slept and it broke my heart but i dident got why she , cry 

but i do understand know the importance of  tell everyone what they mean 

before they die and i really dident had to said to goodbye 

Fan to friend

everything seem like an out of body . experience

we barely friends , just just met through the the " DMs " 

but i take what i can get and you are quite hard to forget 

because you everywhere and nowhere at , Internet ! 

how he slide in my dm and just like that 

went more  from an fan to a friend 

you know i am loyal as a puppy 

ride with you like an , Groupie 

and i think i like this

because you make me always wonder 

what will happen , next just with a simple text 

Inspiration to my poems

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/7pt8Jn6RHTZiO3HtF2p11G?si=d0a3670f43e84407

roll over, baby

i thought i would progress 

but doctors have not  find 

the ingredients 

and sometimes i feel like a experiment

made up by the hospital ´hands 

is it weird that i fall in like requirement 

laying in the hospital bed roll to the surgery

i can see the light of the  end when i attend 

the operation room , to get fix an other injury 

 

hospital hands

i thought i would progress 

but doctors have not  find 

the ingredients 

and sometimes i feel like a experiment

made up by the hospital ´hands 

is it weird that i fall in like requirement 

but the people are so nice i dont want to go home 

and here you never home , unless you count the demons

they got but i think they are endearing , fragile like angels 

you wore quite unsuspected you know 

yeah 

i never thought i would fall in love 

touched by you

i recall how i fell out the wheelchair

from that day you are my favorite character 

with morals of an soldier , loyal like an fan 

but i like to call you an friend and confidant 

he got hands that is manly and gently 

and i enjoy being touched by them 

i think you make an good doctor 

one day , hopefully i met them again ?

i recall how you style me so pretty 

even if i though i wore , ugly 

you give me confidence 

and that make us friends 

never change 

 

safe heaven

i remember how i wore we so over 

we been like back and forth 

and i dont reconize my self worth 

anymore but i do reconize how i fell

it hurt like hell 

when i fell out the wheelchair

i remember you pick me up 

like an coffee cup 

and how i became dizzy like a teacup

at a fair ground but somehow i felt safe and sound

when you wore around , and i hate that you wont come, around

because you wore my safe heaven 

limited disability

this is an story about girl that always to stumble 

out of her wheelchair and nobody seem to give an damn

got like a million stitches in my body just to become somebody

but when i grew up i recalled that life without scars is not lived 

is not a life who have lived 

and one thing is for certain is , i did 

i fell , tumble all to recover 

just to had to begin again , all over 

not even did i land an mag cover 

or boy for that matter , but whatever 

have gave up on like ... forever 

because i am all about this me 

not longer look like princess gigi 

because i am perfectly fine 

with having an invisibility condition 

be like ... limited edition 

to be clear , i do get inspired by popular culture when i write my poems , fashion and models 

doesent mean i want to be one ( but i think they beautiful to watch on catwalk ) 

Confident

this is an story about girl that always to stumble 

out of her wheelchair and nobody seem to give an damn

got like a million stitches in my body just to become somebody

watching all those covers , models with that x factor is it kinda hard to , recover

an it made me sour not realize i wore an flower ready to burst , thinking she wore cursed

falling out of my wheelchair , need help of my caretaker and dont get every flower 

need some rain to grow , they cant do it by their own 

nowadays i do understand that i need an helping hand  and friend 

to feel comfortable who i am , like i have no friend but then i realize you my friend 

supporter and confident and that is what i truly appreciate because i have not had a friend since i wore eight  

MY SOUNDTRACK

i dident thought i would welcome you home 

when i stumble out the wheelchair 

and into the caretaker , dident suspect you would be 

be my favorite , but i probably should because i have an habit

to fall for guys that look like you , yeah i felt awkward doing word vomit 

around , in the presence of you and how you always wore so helpful 

i dont think i can express how i grateful i am , how you treat me like a friend 

in the darkest times , you become the light and somehow you became my soundtrack 

hussle

this is an story about girl that always to stumble 

out of her wheelchair and nobody seem to give an damn

got like a million stitches in my body just to become somebody 

its like they treat me like an rag doll and why i am always on my last call 

broken over like 10 bones in my body do you know how strong i need to be

and i dont think i recognize , my power to live but i do have a willpower to recover

i dont recall how we became friends but i dont want it to , ends 

you make me fell like an legend and i dont even know who i am

one thing is for sure i am loyal as fan , but better as an friend 

my local star

this is an story about girl that always to stumble 

out of her wheelchair and nobody seem to give an damn

got like a million stitches in my body just to become somebody 

i recall that out of body experience when we became friends 

how i fell out of my wheelchair , stumble on my foot and you pick me up 

like an coffee cup from Starbuck , i remember how you touch my body like i wore something

i feel so like nothing without you helping me and i knew by that moment you wore my favorite caretaker

i am not an hater but nobody can replace your team work , effort , how you made me feel ... comfort 

and i know you will become a brilliant doctor because you basically wore my aupair 

and i remember how i got lost in your eyes and intelligence , and when i saw you standing there 

i though you wore an living angel " and maybe you are , at least you my local star "   

update about my health in form of a poem

i hit the floor yet again - tried to call that " christian " 

but he does not pick up anymore , Je " dont " - anymore 

" lol just  kidding already picked out my dress to our wedding " 

hehe . 

anyway , last friday i fell from the bed and broke my toe 

like i been out and about like an other HOE 

but yeah i went down and now i look like an clown

i recall i had to do like 6 stitches in my forehead 

i  requested an harry potter scar but apparently i couldn't it get 

and i must have tons of bruises of my body and  yes , you can inspect 

my own crew

i always had an feeling that i die young 

i lived with the feeling something wore wrong 

not that doctors told me but relative show me 

by the way they treated me and handle me 

so i wore like , 'screw them " who need them 

anyway and made my friends my own crew

the people that support me , lift me up and love me

like it supposed to be not drag me down 

magazines

<_

something magazine make feel quite uncomfortable who i am

its not really what i am ...

i been gone through it over my head

comparing myself with an dream 

that will never be mine 

i know the scars inside and out 

hope you dont think my fits and tantrums 

in the chatrooms leads to falls out 

the wheelchair but mostly i hope you , still be there 

because making friends now is quite - rare 

independent girl

 

this is an story about girl that always to stumble 

out of her wheelchair and nobody seem to give an damn

got like a million stitches in my body just to become somebody

you made me feel like i wore so alive , like i wore anybody 

even if in for a moment in a life time you made me , smile 

and this dont come around often but you made me , fall often

it wore like child play and i dident want to walk away 

but wore like forced in the end of the day but i really wanted , stay 

in your hug as mothers beloved son , daddy protected solider 

but how i knew i have to find recovery by my own , with risk look like an clown 

and falling down like an acrobat again  

Blue days

 

this is an story about girl that always to stumble 

out of her wheelchair and nobody seem to give an damn

got like a million stitches in my body just to become somebody 

i remember how i used to be a fan , now i dont even now who am i ? 

why did i end up here , in this freaking damn wheelchair 

and dont even anyone seem to care that i am fear 

that i future without cure , all i see is faces that easily replaces 

and they dont even get my situation , and address me with the worst humiliation 

Black and Blue

this is an story about girl that always to stumble 

out of her wheelchair and nobody seem to give an damn

got like a million stitches in my body just to become somebody 

its like they treat me like an rag doll and why i am always on my last call 

broken over like 10 bones in my body do you know how strong i need to be

and i dont think i recognize , my power to live but i do have a willpower to recover

how hard it is to admit what you not can get because of you health issues 

and i hate the part that nobody visit me during my hospital hours 

not like i would see them like this but it would be nice if somebody except doctors 

come for a visit , know is hard for everyone but somebody are more lucky then others 

but then you came around in a helping hand , friend and student

and i think you wore like , heaven sent 

you can tell you parents this 

how much i appreciate your treatment 

at the retirement 

living legend

the life i created wore meant to tell 

and its my story to say 

so feel free to hit em with an plot 

twist whenever you want

never really except that i was meant 

to make an life so beautiful and wonderful 

just epic as hell  like a living legend 

waves

it comes in waves 

like i wore crashing into a cave 

falling from a cliff , into you . deep 

and i think i do it ,,, deep and on repeat 

maybe the time grab a hold on me 

tell me i am your , baby 

i get swept away in the riff 

and wonder am i in a relationship 

not an other crush

i been coming through like cartwheel like i fell out my wheelchair 

how you pick me up from my the floor and made , stir to the dance floor

all i can see is how you make me great , when you skip the beat and i all begin all over 

. repeat , like i recover " undercover "  but by the last step i feel falling over . again 

and its all happen again , sure could need an friend , need no fake friends telling me it be okey 

because i knew the true  - and in this second i think i hate you  , for not liking me back 

but i am hate myself to for liking you so much and not let this just be an other " crush " 

dreamboy

i like the way you slid in my dm 

nobody really tend to think i am 

their friend but i am , loyal as a fan

just because i write it doesn't mean

i would turn on you , because i dont chase clout 

i am my own clout  and i like how we meet at sound cloud 

you pull me in back to life , make me feel like everything is right

and that is just what a friend is all about 

now you are in my friend book , friendship bracelet and i think you just - perfect 

because when i am down you came around with words of that i never heard 

yeah you really make me fell less like an hospital princess and more like an dancing queen

and thats basically is the dream  

Grateful

 i can spend hours spending at the gram 

 watching you pics and i bet you better then 

other dicks , that only up with the old tricks 

how you say things that can sweep me away 

so easily , do you know how my heart drop 

like mic drop there on the dance floor 

and i wore about to give up 

in the seven heaven for a few years ago 

but some how i had a dream about you

and it made me , never let go 

fight back and comeback 

and i have no idea how you just deliver 

my make a wish , like you knew what i been through 

thanks for always come through 

 

i am your own little viking

 this seconds are relevant when i chat with ya 

i dont really now who you are , but somehow you make me fall 

like out of my wheelchair , cartwheel like an feeris wheel 

you are my personal celt  - and nobody else .. 

i am your little viking , and you stunning and striking - yeah you my king 

and i will be you dancing queen in a wheelchair , in the middle of the the mash pit 

you make me feel like i am perfect even though i dont choreography my moves 

but i do talk love and everyone know it ï am a fan like it wore my own fam 

 

limited version

i dont know how to say this but you better then my first kiss 

did you know you the last thing on my bucket list and my make a wish

that i never sent but somehow come through , like i wore part of your crew 

and i like to think you part of my own  little " writing crew 

feed me inspiration and help me consideration and follow my inner ambition

this is not an contest but i put myself to test , if i got the ability when i got limited disability 

but then again in my fantasy , there is an  alternative world and i am that girl - the shit - you know " 

jekyll and hyde

 in the loneliest hour , i wore waiting for an answer 

 never though it would come from the highest power

 only kissed the reaper but God told me , i wore an keeper

 that made me believe in what i can achieve - my potential 

 yeah i been fallen but got picked up by heavens angel 

 all i could hear while i wore in that coma , a hymn of a choir 

 that told me i wore gonna be alright - yeah i recall it like it was last night 

 

better then a first kiss

 i stay up and chat with him about all and nothing 

i dont really recall what i been saying just that you gave my life a meaning

funny how you came around in the perfect timing and made my heart beating

how you make me feel free when the world is mental 

and i think you live rent free in my head 

sorry if i sound  a bit needy but when it comes to you i am a bit greedy 

never really had a feeling like this and i think you better then , my first kiss 

online dating

i am jealous at your new cat 

i bet your old one wore , perfect 

but i want you stoke and pat 

how you even let it , sleep 

it in your bed ( i am seeing red )

you even feeding them 

like you wore an freaking item

but i like how you cuddle down 

in the end so i guess i find a new 

boyfriend  ( in my my head )

if its only pretend ...

but nobody sounds like you 

yeah i wore checking out online 

for a while , but nobody got a chance 

when it comes to those local guys 

because all he do is safe lifes

not break hearts  , not up to tap red alerts

välkommen till verkligen

 han är alleles för cool  

men jag gillar honom old school 

inget av det jag säger 

make sense , men jag vet vad jag fan , känner

han har ett sätt som får mig som en kvinna 

när allting känt mig så jävla trasig 

och jag bryr mig om du har en tjej

vi alla vet det här bara än poem

du är karaktären , jag vart kär 

vackrare och finare än poesi 

tar på mig som ingen annan har 

vid insidan av mina läppar är mina svar

om jag gillar dig eller inte 

hur du svipade  left , undrar nu om du har någon else ? 

förmodligen för så är ju verkligheten 

when the my world collapse

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i remember i how you slide slide in when fellout the catapult 

it wore perfect . like an dream and i dont really want to fallout

but  i know there is an day i will have to walk out 

know this i never wanted to leave because you become my home 

isnt weird the that in your in the darkest moment you wore the one

that saved me 

got million better to things to but i prefer u

 nothing is better then the chase

 got a millions better things to do

 but its the thoughts of you i waste

 they say i cant fall so i keep you on 

dial , because i dont want this to fail

keep it distance and let be friends 

because it all i know 

but there something with you make me willing

to become an overachiever when it comes to love

yeah i been i bit out out it but you just have it 

you dont hell to tell me the reason 

i just want you know that you got that wow 

factor , x factor , made a girl floored and feel adored 

like she become restore and cured , that why i like u  

carved in the initials in my bod

all remember when i wore hit the floor like it wore a dance floor

went down like that that Cardi  , like i did an touch down

felt my body levitate out of space but there is nobody who can replace . me 

went down like Ari , was in a respirator for a month thanks to an injury 

knock down from heaven and lock down from seven heaven 

unaware where i wore , but could feel every scar my  soar bod 

you carved with you surgeon knife like we husband and wife 

the initialts around neck is yours because you have my back

 

Good night from little my

 

when i thinks its over

in the worst cries when people dies

you come along and gave me good times

when i could either speak , talk or write

its like you help me from fall over 

yeah i like the way you always come over 

how we never seem to get a clousure 

i'am fine with that , thats like perfect

because in these times when fall like dominos 

you are the only steady thing i believe in

and maybe its all belief but we all need a daydream

and i guess you became my latest target that i turn into a poem 

"We should date"

so this is how it start 

how i fell out my wheelchair 

and into that doctor student 

i think its rather magic 

and how he pick me up like an aupair 

stroke me like kitty cat 

and slide in my dms 

and this wore i decide 

to start to write about you , poems 

i like how woke me up with nice  voice of yours

sat down of the knees and watch in my eyes 

i wore like stage dive in yours of  course 

and i love the way you pick out my outfits

made me feel like a supermodel 

and you are such an great role model 

had hard to break the code 

but if i did you probably clean it up

brush it up with some make up 

leave the crime scene  unnoticed

because you all about privacy 

and if you like i can keep us low key 

 

i love your 4 this

i been broken for so long i dont recall how it is  feels to be whole 

reminder falling for my caretaker and doctor student and make my new idol

because he got those mannars that i respect in a human , totally class act 

and i think he knows how i feel about him , and i know it might be a dream

but it seem so real when he handle me like an equal 

and sorry if i am character assassination  , fixation and daydream

the way you treat me so kindly , tender and play with nicely

how you touch my skin make me shiver like you cant belief 

the way you touch my lip ,  help me up and put some makeup

you get that i need  some extra time in the morning 

and awkward when i wore falling , for the one i shouldnt

couldnt 

how you always pick out my clothes like a stylist 

and became my makeup artist 

i love ya for that 

THIS IS TO THE BOYS I MET IN LIFE

so this is for hampus , you can take my pulse whenever you like 

and this is for christian , do you feel my heartbeat in your stethoscope 

and i am sorry to jim if i find writing about you a way to cope 

with what i live with and this is to will , fuck off for you went an elope 

and to albert i promise never mention , but here you got caption 

and marcus , that reply on my dumb messages even if its been like ten years

and steivert , the best of the kind with a beautiful mind 

thanks for never leaving a girl behind 

that guy  called Andreas , cool but dident play me like an fool

handsome and and awesome , and kinda a badass ?

but  nobody is better pete , that treat me like an equal

thats kinda a huge deal 

and i like that you kept it real 

with me , it made it humble and down to earth

how i learn to know that party marti 

when we went out and clubbing

but just because i did it once 

you dident have my heart in bounce 

i just got a habit of falling in trance 

Take My Breath

i remember how i crash landed in the floor 

then i dont recall much more 

from that time i went in a coma

for a month , thought i wore on eternal festival 

saw acts like diplo , martin garrix , and harris

yeah it wore quite an paradise 

but then when i woke up an saw a guy by my bed

that looked like zedd and i ¨was am i a wake or not 

which made freaked out because i had no voice

could not write or talk but after a while 

they understand and i show him off my ipad 

and they thought he wore a lookalike 

basically the whole hospital did 

begin to call him zedd 

i think that is rad 

spasm

he said are you okey , i wore like yeah i am doing this all the time anyway 

little did i know i  begin to spasm like i wore have an orgasm . perfect 

here i am just trying to impress the guy i like most when i like losing it most 

why am i such a lost cause , he grab my hand like an friend 

make me stop think about sex and think about his flex 

like an text from your ex you just wanna say thank you , next 

except his nothing like that because fucking ... perfect 

like a bff lottery

i love how how his name linger 

on my name , like a song from my fave singer

how i got him wrapped him around his finger 

the way you stage dive in my eyes 

and came into my heart like an Kinder surprise

yeah , old feeling never dies  and i like that you 

come along like an shuffle song 

life is an raffle and i think i won the bff lottery 

when it comes to , because you brought me back

to life and that why you always be my favorite guy 

tightrope

everyone know that the devil comes in disquise 

its not such an much surprise 

how i felt , heaven sent 

how you have my heart tightrope 

your love is a way to cope 

a kiss from the reaper 

but woke up  by god 

when he told me i wore an keeper 

MITT ÖDE

 jag vill ha bubbel och ballonger 

 helst vill jag se dig utan kalsonger

 jag vet jag inte skriva dessa rader 

 men jag är så hög , trodde att jag dög 

 andra vänner tycker tycker du förtjänar bättre 

 jag kommer hitta den som stanna även om du vandrar

 men jag fattar att du har ditt och jag mitt 

 bara jävla trött på det här mitt öde 

 sitta hemma tills mina fingrar blöder 

 

slår akuten för en kram

förlåt mig om jag  gjort något fel 

men det känns hela mitt liv är ett jävla stavfel

och det är så jag vill ha det , ingen hemlighet

jag inte gillar när allt är för korrekt , perfekt

jag vill snubbla , ramla för det så folk mig , omfamnar 

typ kramar och jag vet inte hur ska dig annars , hamna 

om jag inte faller och jag vet det sjukt , så så sjukt

men mitt hjärta slår ju , typ akut 

whitout this

 have you forgot who i am ?

 is it ironic how you want me 

 when you cant have me 

 i think you shall get some therapy

 because you acting kinda crazy 

 the way you portray me like the bad guy

 you really got a nerve because you dont know , love 

dont ya . what sympathy or empathy is 

for those who have it worst - and its your curse 

 because thats why you never will found love 

love is love

 he think he is cool just because the shit 

but people have to get that you not perfect 

if you not got morals like a soldier 

he think he an hipster and i bet he is a good kisser 

but that is not what i need , an other guy that will make my heart bleed 

got that look  and wonder if he is an model , but i kinda like an , role model 

he got away with girls and always tend to comeback 

i know that he got a new fam , is hers but i also know love is love 

my jam

you make me feel like top of the pops 

when the music start and the there no way this feeling giving up

of all the dancing chics out here on the floor there only can be one queen 

and this is my jam , so move go out my way , do i have to say it , again 

i hear the beat drop and jump in to the mob pit , this is where i belong

stage dive into the crowd , jump around and sing along to every song

because i am the queen of catching vibes and having a good time  

the ferris wheel

 he is too into himself 

okey , i got it ... you like yourself 

kinda cooky but but i like them , cheeky

top notch like he know his a catch 

and no patch can help me when i know 

we basically find found my perfect match 

he make me feel comfortable within my skin

and i never feel like this , i hope you know it 

i wont stand in way of your dreams 

as long you make me spill ink about those days

at retirement when i just became heaven lock down

to fall in your arms , seduce by your charm 

dont know where life has become 

but all i know i felt like home 

by the first glimt when i felt 

out my wheelchair and how life became like an ferris wheel 

remember how mom came with food every single day 

so i would remember her but secretly i find my second home 

in this one , and i recall this dinner dates , how he slice the food

do you know how intimacy it felt when you brush me up with make up 

i never met such an beautiful guy but his action speak louder then his appearance

how you dance with me when you run with my wheelchair and thats how i know you became 

my favorite carrier  

 

till en ny vän som jag kallar , christian

 jag faller för alla , jag det är patetisk

 vill inte bara ännu än patient 

 jag vill bli att du tar mig heaven sent 

 tror jag är kär i dina ögon som tindrar

hur du alltid min smärta , hindrar 

vet inte mycket om sånt här 

men kanske det här är att vara kär 

hur du hjälpsam och trivsam 

som där christian 

men det är något som hindrar 

kommer ihåg jag undrade hur ska jag klara det här 

utan min mamma men du kan säga till din mamma 

hon fick din bästa sonen i världen och förlåt om jag är name drop 

like a mic drop , men du kom in mitt liv i perfekt timing 

när mina ben hade get upp och jag behövde lite , hopp 

 

Like u please

i got kissed by the reaper but god say i wore a keeper 

iaid in respirator for a month since you kiss my month 

how i recall fought trough it all , remember waking up

not being able to talk , write and balance 

surrounded by this handsome male guys 

at the hospitals , one looked exact like zedd 

so i thought i wore half death when i wore wake 

an he stood by my bed and i had a daily routine

to break the elbow with Martin , who went through my music faves

and brained the short hair i had , i wore quite fond of those lad 

but not as much at that i feel for that doctor student  at retirement

pretty much heaven sent , 2.0 and it wore perfect

i recall the first day we met and how i fell out my wheelchair

stunned by your appearance , mind blown of you knowledge  

he got morals like a soldier , clever like an doctor , hands like an nurse 

and i like how you make me feel like i am a big deal 

i was fell around like an Ferris wheel 

and begin to cartwheel out of my wheelchair 

do you know how rare this feeling is for somebody who is , sick

but i do think it pretty sick how you got me like this 

wonder if you read it your horoscope 

that you would find somebody like me in the middle of corona

just when i woke up from the coma 

and did you heard my heartbeat in that stethoscope

writing about you wore my way to cope 

like an free therapy  seasons 

and i know i like u for a reason 

when you wore that will guy , jim lad or chris 

it always come down to this damn poems 

but i kinda like to make remedies about how it wore

overthinking is my middle name and i never 

forget what said , why drove me mad 

but i happy you all comeback

 fell like an acrobat for that doctor student

how you became the best carrier i ever had and i am truly happy i met you 

but you not my first inspirations , i have like 3 : they come and go , like they please 

never did i thought chapter 2 , would return but i learn that this is the comeback season 

and pour my heart , blocked and reject because after all he done , he is not number one 

 

used to this

 dont know what his name is so i called him this 

 looking like an hipster and i wonder how he kiss

 he probably had every girl here

 and somehow you replace the fear

with curiosity and knowing that you still , care 

after all these years means everything because i had my doubt

if i wore his friend , but then i recall he call me his fave 

once upon a time and i know you got an knew fam 

but i really happy you remember who i am 

i dont know how it got llke this 

but i think i getting used to this 

how it wore

 i love the way you dive in my story

how you made me throw cartwheels

out from my wheelchair , into that carrier

how you pick me up like an aupair 

stroke me like an little kitty cat 

and when i wore about to go to bed 

you always there to pat 

me on the head 

i recall when i woke up and here your voice

perfect sekvens, hopefully we still be friends 

after i write this poems about us and how it was

you   are my time capsule , and i dig how it wore 

elegant , graceful and try it restore 

because you deserve to work 

in a place full with love 

because you are ... beloved  

the comeback seasons

  -    this is a comeback season 

kinda knew i you would be back

for some reason , we just had to departure

to remember that we fit better together 

and i know it been a long time , like a decade

since the last time i held you in my arm 

but i still remember it like yesterday 

thought i have settle with thought you never wore mine 

or maybe you just an poem i forget that comeback