before and after... or NOW?

why is it that we split our lives in
before and after?

before and after high school
before and after surgery
before AIESEC
before and after poland
before hungary

before and after tonight

before him and
now!

is it that all things come to an end?
but why do we seek for the end
and not for what is happening?

will anybody measure his life in
before and after
me?

fragments of me

so tell me… what’s going on?
start with the beginning!
which beginning?
it was weird but I liked it…
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and what will happen next?
I don't know
it's hard to make any promise
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are you ok?
yes! and you? are you ok?
yes, I’m fine.
are you sure?
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you see? we want different things
it’s funny but sad in the same time
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am I the one with the most interesting life now?
it seems so… I just want to get it over with the thesis
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when will you get here?
I don’t know where I’m going to live…

we grow up

and we become more and more different
we choose our path
we build our career or our family
create a home

my friends plan their wedding
others plan their business
some of them buy houses
just a few have just plans

when will I grow up?
I don’t even know how to love…
or cook a fancy dinner
or have a real job

I’m somewhere on the way
from being a teenager
to a grown up
will you walk next to me on this path?

countdown

people around me started to countdown

I refuse to count days

I prefere to live moments

to enjoy time

to play

to feel

sexy in blue jeans

she feels sexy in blue jeans

she feels beautiful in redand she wants to feel good when he looks at her being sexy in red

she wants to go shopping

but she has no time for it

isn't it lame not to have the time for shopping

when she doesn't even earn her own money yet?

but one day, she goes out

and buys not one but 2 pairs of blue jeans

and a red shirt

she feels sexier now

she's beautiful and she begins to know it

change me with myself

change once again
this time change with myself
a stronger me
a more confident one
as I used to be

how come people that pass through your life
can destroy so much without even knowing it?

discover the change and think if it’s worth it or not
say good bye and step forward

swim in red

I miss being red
dressed in red
feeling red
talking red
being red

will you come and make me red?
when?
I’m here, screaming pink for red!