You're so hard to peel
layer after layer
and all make my eyes tear

It's okay
if that's just how you are
But I worry you're afraid
your inside
has just not enough to give

I hardly ever give anyone a piece of my mind
I want to keep it
I grew up believing smartness was all I had
and all I have to give

I'm learning about my heart the hard way
carried it around like a lump inside me
not understanding why it was so heavy
and not using it's capabilities

It had a room for love
but no one told me how that works
I put hate and grief in it instead
until it was so heavy I wore myself down

I have a big heart
and the stuff I put in wasn't light
but I'm cleaning up now
not planning on keeping it empty

I'm planning on learning how to love
and I'll share my love with everyone
so my heart
will never overflow

Just a few more meters
she tells herself, she has to
no one else will tell her what to do
this time, it's just her, lying on the floor

Just a few more meters
her leg immobolised
she has to lift it with her arms
but she has to get there soon

Just a few more meters
but every centimeter hurts
her tiny appartement suddenly grows
her phone is a thousand miles away

Just a few more centimeters
stretching as far as she can
her phone just out of reach
but she has to reach it soon

Just a few more minutes
when she reaches the table
and finally grabs her phone
the ambulance will finally
be here very soon

I said goodbye
today
to my wheelchair

My leg
is touching the ground
it has to carry me
it has to carry me
around

I said goodbye to my wheelchair today
from now on, nobody can push me
from now on,
I'll walk

We had nothing
only sun and heat
fights and love
a basement, in the hottest country
the only 2 people anyone knew that were still eating
it was Ramadan

We were strangers
poor and lonely
not familiar with their language
just relying on each other

We were eating
but the country loved us anyway
countless strangers
smiling at our non-arabic skin colours
every single person we met did everything to welcome us

It was my birthday, but also Eid al-Fitr
the strangers started eating
big smiles, and bigger hearts
a country I may never see again
gave me
and you
the best july I ever saw

Kiss the floorboards
hug the curtains
be happy about the neighbour sounds

Lay on the couch
or take a shower
make your own **** tea

Kiss the windows
hug your table
read all the books you own at once

Turn on candles
make your own rules

because

you're finally

home

Hoog daarboven
het vliegtuig
neemt mij niet mee

Ik blijf achter
staar in de verte
reis een jaar terug in mijn hoofd

Toen vlak voor me
een vliegtuig
want nieuw leven
begon vandaag