MarMaramore

"Pigeon."

 

Birds were never free

They're chained to the sky

With breaks between

Starved myself for weeks

The bird and the worm

Have yet to meet.

 

Ignore this nature of mine

 

I'm no child

I'm no messenger pigeon

I'm just winged

And desperate

No hunting tradition

 

They were there

When my blood turned to sugar

And I was sweet for a moment.

Scurrying like ants

But still standing in the same

Spot they have been

For decades

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"Old Woman"

 

I'm told

Someone loves me

But what's left to love?

The broken old woman

Stealing bodies of the young

 

I'm worried for my sake

I'll find my own way in

I've borrowed,

I've taken

Much more than I've given

 

No kind hand has ever

Taken me up

And shown me

Unconditional love

No strong man

Or woman

Has taught me enough

About undeniable love.

 

A bed is left unmade by me

I'm truly sorry, Mother

A bed was left unmade today

I won't forgive you, Father.

 

I'm told

Someone loves me

But what's left to love?

The broken old woman

Stealing bodies of the young

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"Play By Rules"

 

Who am I to practice

All I practiced as a child

When my eyes have seen the world around

And pointed out the lies?

Who are you

To call ME naive?

When I obviously

Fend for myself.

 

Just play by rules

Try to hurt me

Waste your time

But I'm not interesting.

Past, floating

Down the drain

Left a spiral

Down-falling ring.

I'm finally free.

 

Give me hope with what you say

Nothing takes memory away,

When you lock me up inside this shell

A small reminder of my own little hell.

I'm no longer alone,

But I fend for myself.

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"Phoenix"

 

This is a recipe for disaster.

What's eating you?

What's eating you?

And when you're paper thin

Your promises devour you.

 

I'm losing sleep,

Staying up after

The lights go out.

The lights go out.

And when you're living in

Paper thin skin,

You drift about.

You drift about.

 

No matter how many words

I fill you with

You won't get full

You'll just get rid

Of these words.

 

All the king's horses

And all the king's men

Couldn't put you back

Together again

From old ashes

Comes new life

So burn me, lover

So I can stay alive.

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I'll set sail on an ocean of crows

On the wings of my father, over disappointment road

Solid wood organs inside me feel nothing but a heartbeat

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Like wolves, we need another.

Like dogs, we're chained to our paths.

Placed in the same cold cave every winter

Like wolves, we travel in packs.

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I've been looking for a way

To get my passions entertained

And take the trouble from my bones.

So give me a thumbs up,

And a short, short trip,

And get me back on the road.

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If there were anyone on Earth that I'd like to meet,

it'd be the thing under my bed, in my closet that screams,

"No parties, my beasty, it's time to get sleepy

because that's where I want you, and there you should stay."

I can't sleep when you're howling, "Delightful, it's night"

I can't take it, can't take it,

Just take it away!"

If I could meet anyone on this Earth, I say

I'd like to meet someone to take this awful burden away.

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I've seen your demons

They look quite like mine

And when I get going

I'll let you know

If my heart starts to pound

And you are not around

I'll tell you

I've found another

 

And I'll start to bruise you

More than I meant to

And I'll start to push you

Around

 

Well, where are your demons

You've asked me to kill?

What do I do with this

Let me know...

And if my hands start to cramp

And I haven't got to them

I'll tell you

Your demons still live

 

I'll get past them

To you

And make you believe that

I need this

I need you

Don't bleed here.

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You have my soul in your bag

But i have nothing in hand

I loathe myself for living this way

And I've got blisters

From walking with you in the Summer

And covering you in the rain

But it will never be the same...

 

You've stolen my ever

And thrown it to the birds

And you take and take things back

Like you never had said them at first...

I could use some pins

To help my brittle skin

Stick to my fragile bones...

And I could use a few good thoughts

To get me home...

But it will never be the same...

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Clouds encircle the sky

And I'm at home

In a house that isn't mine

I've been

Underwater all my life

And I'm breathing air that isn't mine.

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The red ring,

It chases itself as it waits

For frames to catch up

Second by second

I'm learning to cope with impatience

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WOOHOO!

Glad things went well for you!

hey mariah i really like that^ poem of yours - out of interest, where is the last line you quote from ("Well, you never had the beest luck, kid")?

 

Also, your sig is brilliant - did you design that yourself?

 

 

I was dating someone and they told me that I've never really had the best luck.

So I quoted them.

I just sort of found the heart on photobucket. But as far as the phrase goes, it's just this gay-kid quote. (:

^^that's what my parents said too.

but like i always say, no need to prove anything to anyone.

they might not ever understand, but they'll come to terms with the facts.

bloc party

black kids

temper trap

MGMT

arctic monkeys

flamboyant bella

foals

the kooks

the wombats

the metros

fresh legs

 

..haha i bet you guys won't have heard of half these bands but oh well

 

kooks, metros, temper trap, black kids, bloc party, mgmt, arctic monkeys... all wonderful.

dang.

well, good thing to get it out there

(:

^i know, right?

^no problemo.

hmmm.

childhood pictures.

 

 

mom, the 90s were not good to your hair...

damn.

kadi those are so pro-status.

(:

Yes, exactly.

I hope I meet him soon cause I'll change my mind haha.

well, i hope i helped some.

(:

best of luck.

Google really knows that? Haha. I didn't know.

well I thought of that too, asking him straight. I hope it goes right. if it doesn't, it's fine cause we will still be friends.

 

Yeah, and that's true. everyone is different. Prolly I'll find out if I was really in love with him after asking about going out. But let's hope everything's gonna be alright.

and thanks!

 

good to go then!

(:

but yeah. i mean, the worst that happens is he says no, and you still get to keep a valuable friendship.

myspace.com/mariahwester

twitter.com/mariahisagoat

formspring.me/mariahisagoat

youtube.com/mariahwester

youtube.com/nogoodsoldier

Norwegian Ida Maria, then

i mean maria.

since my name's mariah, i'm used to adding that darn "h"

but yeah.

i love them

<333 so much.

Love <3

 

Also, Ida Maria as in Norwegian Ida Maria? haha

 

ida maria as in "i like you so much better when yuo're naked! i like me so much better when you're naked!" ida mariah.

Really wouldn't call Laura Marling/Rilo Kiley/A Fine Frenzy indie :/ Bloc Party!

oh man bloc party is like... amazing.

laura marling would count in my neck-of-the woods.

same with rilo kiley.

fine frenzy is a little less indie.

but still awesome

(:

i totally just realized that i give advice like that guy who builds things out of wood on PBS in the middle of the day.

"or you can use a dovetail, that's my preference. but hey, everyone's different. nails and glue work nice as well."

^Totally true.

 

Will someone help me? So there's this guy I'd been in love with for like forever. He's pretty amazing to me though he's hurt me. But since I don't hold grudges forever, it's okay.

So we haven't met for 2 or 3 months at least. I may have got over him because I didn't talk to him that much in the past months. But yesterday we talked on msn. Oh sorry, I texted him asking if he was okay. Then he msged me on msn to thank the txt. So we kinda talked about meeting again. He also said he missed me a lot. I don't know his feelings exactly, though we talked about it a little bit long ago. I'd like to know how he feels for me. I just don't know how to do that. I'd like to get together with him. He's been the only one boy so far who I really like. He considers me a great friend. I don't know what that means for him but I hope not that we can't be together.

Okay, sorry if it's confusing but I'm confused too. I can't help it but I need help.

 

well, my personal way of finding things out is to ask blatantly.

then again, i'm a very straightforward person. most people aren't.

one good way to go about it is to beat around the bush with it. drop subtly hints, or just come right out and be like "dude, i think you're awesome and i think we should go out some time" and just see where that takes you.

another approach could be the "flirt aimlessly with people when you're with him and see if he gets jealous or asks about you or them and why you were flirting" approach. that one pretty much works a good 80% of the time.

 

the only fullproof way though, is to just come right out and ask him if he likes you.

the worst that happens is that he doesn't feel the same, and with time, things will pan out and you'll work your way to the next one.

it's also my opinion that being "in love" with someone is something that needs a mutual return.

like... i personally can not be in love with someone, unless i know they love me the same. but that's just me. everyone is different.

but anyway, my point is, the best way to do it is to just ask him.

google techniques too. google is good at that sort of stuff.

not anymore.

 

errrr....

"River" by motel motel?

bah!

gorgeous!

oh. and new young pony club.

Matt and Kim

T+S are good too (not sure if they're really indie, but still great)

You Say Party! We Say Die!

The Temper Trap

MGMT

Two Door Cinema Club

Bon Iver

Iron & Wine

Copeland

The Hush Sound

Now Now Every Children

The Rentals

Metric

New Pornographers

Holy F*ck

Motel Motel

Phoenix

Eisley

Black Kids

Friendly Fires

Elbow

Laura Marling

Noah and the Whale

Matt Costa (kinda indie)

Ida Maria

you are pretty!

 

well thank you.

(:

takes me about a thousand years to get ready to leave my house now.

i forgot how amazing you all are.

geez.

holleh, awesome.

 

wrote this about... 8 months ago.

you can talk all you want,

and i'll still feel alone,

because on my own is where i am,

and on my own is home.

you can write all you want

and i'll still feel so tired

'cause a letter is only half as good

as your little post-it smile.

And you say that you miss me

And you say, "it can't be the same"

And you tell me, it's no different

Than the other times you forgot my name.

You've taught me a valuable lesson

You know I won't soon forget

You taught me to design these walls of steel

And never to trust again...

when I look up and I see

My wrists, arms, and legs bound, along with my feet

I know who to thank

I know who's pullin' my strings

And where they want me.

Put words

In my mouth

And tell me

To stand out

Of the crowd

In which I'm stuck

"Well, you never had the beest luck, kid"

it's been about a year. so two forms of action will be taken

1) i will tell you, that your pictures have all managed to make me smile.

2) i've changed over the past year, and this is the last time i logged in, and now-a-days.

a year ago:

 

now: