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Nineteen and me

Nineteen, your up next in my story 
The anticipation, the fear, the wonder of what will be written on your pages 
Is almost too much to bear. 
Nineteen, this is dawning on me all the sudden 
Should I feel older?  
While  constantly being told to enjoy my youth  
Nineteen, please wait, hold on and give me some more time
Your both what I eagerly await and what I wish to escape. 
Nineteen, your my symphony with no orchestra 
I’ll unravel you piece by piece, play you instrument by instrument 
You belong to my future but you exist right here in my presence 
I’ll search for ideas, tales of heroin women who’ve come before me on the tv screen 
While I daydream about who I might be at nineteen 
Will eighteen say goodbye? Wish me farewell 
Or vanish, without a hey, everything will be okay.  
Nineteen, please don’t rip my girlhood out from underneath me 
I’m still only a leaf hanging off a branch waiting to become a tree 
Be kind, Be gentle. Im fragile and I’m sentimental 
Nineteen, this is potential 
A greatness you only know can exist because it hasn’t been born yet
Waiting at the cusp of my innocent hands 
I’ll handle you with upmost care and respect in which you demand 
Because Nineteen, I do believe your a privilege  
What I get to experience with you now 
Leading me through a lifetime of learnings, it will lend its truth to me.
When the time comes
Nineteen, you will show me the way 
When I knock on your doors 
Let me in slowly 
Embrace me, Captivate me with your elegance  
In a way that screams 
Nineteen.. this is the best year I’m gonna have yet.

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Turning Liquids Into Solids

Im not a house. 
Im the bricks 
Used to build a home. 
Take me one by one and expand off everything I give to you.
I’m the source of great potential 
Without holding a promise of paradise. 

Take me gently in your hands 
To toss or too tower forward.
The building blocks of a destructive heaven 
Im the foundation not the result. 
Im the stone you use to build your table with.  
The glass you poor your Chardonnay into. 
And the midnight crackle of your fireplace.  

When the hurricane hits, 
Dont fret.
Our systems may collapse but our feet will stand firmly on the ground 
This structure is embedded thick and knows no bounds.  
Lean on this stability 
And darling, we will rebuild
 From top to bottom  
- Turning liquids into solids.

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The Doormat

Tumble
Tumble
Tumble
Out of the dirt and into the rubble.

I’m left with one question
How did I fall so low?
As I tilt my head upwards
I taste dirt and see grass.

I feel your shoes trampling me
I really do exist beneath you
While my purpose it to let you walk all over me 
You wipe the remainders of a busy day onto me

Hi
Please Notice Me
At least pick me up and dust me off once in a while. 
I welcome all your troubles into my home
It would be nice if I didn’t always have to feel alone.

- the doormat.

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Ceasefire

In times of war 
Isn't it a miracle 
How we are able to march hand in hand
Loud enough to shake the lands
Dressed in the vibrant colours of 
Our countries flag 
Tongues as sharp as whiplash 
Because this is how we fire back 

There is no better way 
To rally together a nation of warriors 
Than to cut off the sunshine of it's people 
and expect us to sit down quietly. 

This is not only the fight of my life 
This is the fight for all life. 
We speak for the vulnerable 
We pray for the distraught  
Shout it with me 
We demand peace! 
- Ceasefire