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Everyone I've ever known They all come and then they go And I stand still, I'm like a tree Rootless, swaying in the wind. Bits and pieces of myself Quietly broke loose and fell But in the shadow of my mind, I still wish I'd put up a fight. Life goes on but here I stand Waiting for my roots to mend Longing to be loved and held, Waiting for a steady hand. Time slips past before my eyes I'm watching it from the sidelines Ungrounded, haunted by this thought— As I grow old, I may not sprout. Seasons come and seasons go And this is all I've ever known. I'm hoping one day I'll grow fruit, Spread my roots, then heal my wounds.
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Feb 21
Feb 21, 2026 at 7:37 AM UTC
Swaying in the Wind
Everyone I've ever known They all come and then they go And I stand still, I'm like a tree Rootless, swaying in the wind. Bits and pieces of myself Quietly broke loose and fell But in the shadow of my mind, I still wish I'd put up a fight. Life goes on but here I stand Waiting for my roots to mend Longing to be loved and held, Waiting for a steady hand. Time slips past before my eyes I'm watching it from the sidelines Ungrounded, haunted by this thought— As I grow old, I may not sprout. Seasons come and seasons go And this is all I've ever known. I'm hoping one day I'll grow fruit, Spread my roots, then heal my wounds.
Feeling like I’m wasting my youth.
AxelMontgomery
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Feb 21
Feb 21, 2026 at 7:37 AM UTC
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