Durf te vliegen,
Durf te vallen,
Durf te vechten,
Durf te dromen.

Soms kan vallen zijn als vliegen,
Is vechten winnen en verliezen tegelijk,
Dagen met kleur en dagen in grijs,
Een leven vol uitersten,
Laat angst geen grenzen stellen,
Droom, doe en leef.

Laat me niet los,
Ben zo bang om jou te missen,
Alleen door ons leven te gaan,
De klok die zonder jou blijft slaan.

Laat me niet gaan,
Wil je niet zien verdwijnen,
Leven zonder jou is wat ik vrees,
Weet je nog *** goed het is geweest?

Voordat we deuren sluiten,
Kijk mij nog één keer aan,
Laat me niet los,
Laat me niet gaan.

Feeling the rhythm,
Eyes shut,
Drifting far away—
A peaceful surrender.

The world stills,
Thoughts fade,
Vivid memories,
Etched softly on my skin.

I find solace within chaos,
Revel in the pain,
Embracing my darkness,
After impact bliss.

Some days the world feels too much—
Its weight pressing me down,
Like I'm carrying everyone's sorrows,
Heavy.

But today it shifted,
A breeze of fresh, crisp air
And I am—
Lighter.

I do too much,
Away too often.
I do too little.
Chaos at home.
The laundry piles up,
The house in shambles.
The garden grows wild,
The grass too long.
Not enough.

I am too busy,
Restless nights.
Take my rest,
Feels like a sin.
Too busy with others,
I lose myself.
Choosing for me,
Leaves me filled with guilt.
Still not enough.

I care—
But maybe too much.
Pour out all my love,
Yet miss your rhythm.
I want to be there,
But I struggle with time.
Thought caring was my strength.
But I disappear while trying.
It’s just never enough.

Sweet little sister, with dreams that used to soar,
Always so strong,
3 years younger, yet you stand taller,
The world at your feet,
Your smile used to be bright,
But now you wonder why you’re still here.

Brave little sister, trying so hard every day,
Others can’t see your fight.
The mornings you force yourself up,
Head filled with doubts,
On the surface you seem so steady,
But at night your monsters come.

Beautiful little sister, with all those voices inside
Don’t let them pull you down.
You are not alone.
I see the pain you carry,
Life hasn’t been kind,
But there is still so much worth holding on to.

My dear not-so-little sister,
I know it feels too much sometimes.
Please don’t give up,
Lean onto me,
There’s light beyond the darkness,
We'll carry the weight together.

Time
such a fleeting thing,
slipping through fingers,
gone in a moment.
Or it tickles, slowly,
minutes dragging like hours,
a never-ending wait.

Time
how I wish for it to fly,
or still,
depending on the mood,
the moment,
it’s ever changing,
never the same.

Time
always stubborn.
Today, I willed it to fly,
but instead, it stilled—
made me aware of my rush within.
Because time is wise,
and always its own.