Gedichte auf Englisch (Seite 3)

Why I just can't be happy

I dropped everything I ever liked
and focused on new experiences
but my inner demon is still there
and he is stronger than ever.

I'm so weak
Everyone is doing fine
except me
this is all I see.

People are mean
It's exhausting to feel like this
and no one reach out for help
but I know I have to go through this alone again

Even tho I am not alone.
This is so hard
and I don't even know why
Why I can't just be happy

Home - Heimat

Home

is not, where we are from,
but where we belong

is not where we have to flee,
but a place where we can be

is not without friend, sister and brother,
but where we look at and listen to each other

is not where we hate,
but there, where we open each other the gate

i want i want i get

i want freedom in my life,
i want space for my lovely ideas,
i want to look at the night sky with you,
i want to change my life into a better one,
i want to see your face seeing mine
i want so much im poor
im poor yet im fine.

Taste

Warm is better than cold. Young is better than old.
Are you sure you know what's right?
Which is better: day or night?

Girls are better than boys. Tools are better than toys.
Ask a workman, ask a child.
Which is better: strong or mild?

Black is better than white. Left is better than right.
Who can tell me what's the truth?
There's no truth: It's what you choose.

Feeling warm, feeling cold; feeling young, feeling old;
being girl or being boy;
needing tool or wanting toy:

Ask a cat about mice, ask a head about lice.
One of them will say "They're nice."
But not the head about the lice..

Heinrich Baumgarten

Gedichte auf Englisch - Seite 3

Why I just can't be happy

Poem about Time

Home - Heimat

i want i want i get

Taste