t-lindamore

[t-lindamore]

Der Bergsee und Ozean

Der Ozean macht deine Haare blonder

Es ist der Salz, von die ewigen Wellen

Wenn ich an dich denke sehe ich uns an der Küste

Oder in einem Bergsee

Mit Wasser klar genug, den Boden ist sichtbar

Anstatt eine Horizont die für immer weiter geht gibt es Berge,

wo Mann einfach Wundern kann was auf der anderen Seite ist

So kann es mir Vorstellen mit dir mein Leben to verbringen

Nicht ist verschwommen aber die Frage wie es weiter geht ist trotzdem da

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to be known

I want to be known

For someone to bring me my favorite food

Tell me what I'm feeling

I need a friend whose seen me at my worst

Knows what I've gone through

Who believes in me

I'm tired of being the one who knows myself best

It's a weight expected of me but

I wish so badly for someone to take over so

I don't have to think

For someone to tell me what I'm feeling

No more do I want the responsibility to be my own person

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I'm tired of being second

There'll always be another friend who means more than the world to them

Just once I want to be the first priority

Not someone who you have to work around

I know they complain to their number one about me

You sit there defending him til your last breath

But what about me

My thoughts are uneducated and prejudiced

You lie to me that it's fine

I just want to be listened to for real

Not where you wait for me to stop so you can tell him all about it

he rips me apart over and over again and you stay silent

Breaking my heart wasn't enough he has to tear down everything I believe

And you just watch it happen

I confided in you

I told you my darkest secrets

How my heart was ripped and my ego ruined

You comforted me and lectured him

Yet everytime he makes a dig at me you laugh

And say that's just how he is

How did he manage to convince you to choose him over anyone else over and over again

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Empty pit

The string of lights on the TV table

My head feels heavy

Blank stare

All I can think It came true

I'm unlovable

My father was right

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First Birthday at College - can it be over now

I thought I knew what loneliness was

I've already spent hours crying

Feeling far away

Nothing could have prepared me

For a birthday alone

Opening presents by myself in my room

Baking a cake with my family on FaceTime

Struggling, never bake a cake in a dorm

Planning everything myself

Being exhausted

No one to appreciate you

No one who knows me

Only people to make it easier

They don't suffice

Can't talk without sobbing uncontrollably

The tears won't stop

It hurts

My friends on the screen

So close yet so far away, just out of reach

My heart aches

I can't even walk home

Clinging on to the short hug I got

I miss their laughs, their long hugs that last forever

I hope next year is easier

But most likely no

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friends should never be separated

Sat crying in my room

I miss my friends

With all my heart

Begging to stay at someone's house

I can't be in my room alone

So I run down the hill

Twirling, screaming my heart out

So I don't die of heartache

Please just bring them back I miss my friends too much

Distracting myself and once I

Stop everything comes rushing out

I thought I healed but that was

Fake, a lie

Please I'm begging you take

The sadness away

I need someone who knows me

When I was 10, when I pushed everyone away

Forgot who I was

Can I teleport them here

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album of my life

I've always been an album listener

There's always a story to be told

Behind the lyrics and composed notes

I wonder what the album of my life includes.

I Hope it's soft and kind

And caring and a touch of

Love,

nevermind I hope It's filled with love

To the brim

It's overflowing

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the greatest gift and burden

Having a child is beautiful

Being a mother is so brave and courageous

I fear I would never live up to

A made up standard in my head

My heart yearns to raise a little child

But I'm terrified I'll make

A mistake and ruin everything

So I'll keep on living

Putting it off to another day I'm too young anyway

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roommate of luck

I must have found a lucky penny in some parking lot

How else can I explain how you are my roommate

I feel at home so far away

You care

Making cookies with less chocolate chips

Leaving olives in the fridge

I wish I could express my gratitude better and I'll learn

I promise

For now I'll continue waking up to your alarm at 7.30

Make extra pasta for you

Walk through the cemetery and visit you at work

Without you I'd be somewhere different

I treasure the late night walks home

It's only been three weeks but you are my favorite

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somewhere

A heart somewhere grew

A soul appeared

Knowledge gained

Somewhere a heart broke

Love shattered

Questions arise

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forgotten

The simple touch

A brush

Was it even there

A look

Maybe even a glance

I could get lost in

The sea

The blue,

the green Mystical scene

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the music of my dorm

There's a haze covering the mountains

A crow echoes in the distance

Constant whir of the fan

An occasional car, truck

Construction in the background

The just a little too squishy bed

The wind picking the leaves off the ground

Thinking they can fly for a second

Children playing

I don't need lyrics as I sit here all day

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cowgirl blue

I'm just a girl destined for the city wearing cowboy boots

The bustle of the streets are simply the quiet of the mountains

East Coast ocean waves replaced with smoke tainted sunsets

Where are the skyscrapers?

Dripping sweat in the humid mornings turn into easy runs in the cool air

Late nights never without a jacket on hand

Wide open roads with too many lanes are now the small winding roads I used to drive

Why can't I get lost?

An east coast girl who doesn't know what to do surrounded by people who only know Utah

But I guess none of this explains why my favorite color is cowgirl blue

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I thought I was ready to leave it all behind

I thought I had cried out everything in me

I thought I was ready to move on and be scared about college and excited

And then I'm laying in my bed the rooms dark, windows open

Letting in the sound of cicadas and cars in the distance .

I realize that today may have been the last time I see my friends for a while and now I'm going to have to go through every day without them

I remember how I didnt get to see my oma and my little cousins on my mom's side

And yes I was there in February but a summer without Germany and sitting in the garden just feels wrong

Like I'm missing something,

like it's not summer without it

I think about how I don't even get to hug my best friend one last time

Her home always felt the safest when I was at my worst and now she won't even be a drive away

I yearn for friendship with my mom or acceptance from my dad.I'm leaving them,

walking on a path they don't want

They won't understand .

I was supposed to be asleep 2 hours ago yet the tears won't stop streaming down my face

Blowing my nose and I find a new reason to cry

The ache in my chest as I can't breathe from trying to keep my sobs quite .

I thought I was ready to leave to worry about the future.It seems I'm worlds away from being ready,

And maybe that's ok

Maybe it's good thing I feel things so deeply

I'm glad I have so many good memories and people in my life that I have a reason to miss this place

Only 4 years ago I would have given anything to leave I didn't even think about everyone I might miss

And now I can't imagine every day without them and I know that's because I appreciate everything they've done for me

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tribute to my highschool friends

Thank you

Thank you for letting me sit with you at lunch

Letting me be part of your jokes

being silly

beach trips and birthday parties

I'll always remember how you made highschool bearable

No matter what you will always be etched in my memories

endless kind words

rough patches that don't seem too bad

From dance parties to conversations on the couch

You'll be my best friends

When the world lets us drift apart,

I'll have the pictures and a smile

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goodbye Westford

I'll miss having a backyard

A place to sit and soak up the sun

A place to kick a soccer ball

Or do a cartwheel

I'll miss waking up to my brother barging into my room

Always showing off random tricks

Telling me useless sports facts

Ill miss evenings watching jeopardy

Consistently getting all the answers wrong

Planning the next day

Eating a late night bowl of ice cream

I'll miss telling them about my day

The stupid and seemingly unimportant parts

What happened in the book I'm reading

Details from my conversations

I'll miss my sister and her constant complaining

The best passenger princess ever

Gossiping about our teammates

Always doing the same thing

I'll miss driving around town

The train tracks next to the lake

Trees to the right and left

The town center, or cornerstone all one my way to my destination

I'll miss being a ten minute drive from all my friends

Let's get ice cream, go to the beach, just come over

All the movies I want to see with them

But by the time they're in theaters I'll be thousands of miles away

Making new friends who never knew me growing up

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I used to come home from vacation and cry myself to sleep for weeks

Not just small whimpering but silent sobs that filled my whole chest

I missed my oma, my aunts and sometimes even my grandpa

They made me feel loved and wiped away my tears

Told me I am worth something and that I shouldn't believe everything he told me

Oma always said with her sad smile that everything will be ok

She couldn't do much more other than comfort me

Her hugs were worth more than any words in the world

Rubbing my back and holding my hand as I go to sleep

Whispering words of encouragement

Grandpa would sit me down and whisper remember our secret and tell me my father doesn't mean everything he says that I shouldn't believe him

I always remember sitting on that staircase because hearing from his own father that what he was doing was wrong,Is a great consolation

I seem to have forgotten those days but as I ponder wether he was right

My greatest fear being that I'll one day turn out to be exactly as he said

I remember that if my family condemns his behavior

Maybe his words shouldn't hold any weight