Why do I no longer care? [ATH! Á ensku]
My life is turning

all upside down,

can't stand all the learning

feeling so down.

I think I'm in love,

for real this time.

The feeling's above,

things that are fine.

The only thing that I really want,

is that precious that finding I can't.

Purification of my mind,

Is obviously not easy to find.

If only I was able to believe in god,

then maybe I would be able to smile and nod.

Instead of drowning in pure depression,

maaan, poetry is good for expression.

A cruel sleep,

haunting me.

Going deep,

inside me.

Now I only need to go,

with the damn mainstream flow.

I don't like it a tiny bit,

but people say I'm supposed to fit.

While I'm still young,

and have got a tongue.

I will speak up!

So you all shut up!

Pure depression, filling my vain

I want to be everywhere but here.

Why is my spirit so tortured with pain?

and why do i no longer care?  
1991 - ...
Tja, ég held að það segi sig sjálft að ég átti við vissa erfiðleika að stríða þegar ég samdi þetta ljóð, var að glíma við mikið skammdegisþunglyndi og sambandsslit.

Ljóð eftir Geir

Why do I no longer care? [ATH! Á ensku]
Ég er hommi.
Varði [Enska]