You look at me and what do you see?
A teenage girl that was meant to be
Something more or something less,
controlled by the beating of the heart in my chest.
I look around and I can find
anything but my own piece of mind.
This world's fucked up, we all should know
when it's time to give up and go.
You've gotta set your own priorities
even before you think of me,
cause when you're out there and I've got nothing to do
I don't want to have to think of you.
So I'm going to give way to my music
and think on who to be
because I'm not always what I seem
and I can't be anything but me.
Author notes
Pre-morning coffee migraine inspired. Take note people, don't be anything but what you want to be.
So much for the iambic pentameter.
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wonderful write, love. it's great! it's so true...no one can be anything but whom they are.
So I'm going to give way to my music
and think on who to be
because I'm not always what I seem
and I can't be anything but me.
i love that verse. it's great! it reminds me of myself. i listen to music all the time...i can relate to so many songs. when i listen to marilyn manson....my pain seems to decrease in a way that i'm not sure of. i don't know exactly how it works like that, but it does.
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Thanks! I'm glad you can relate to it. I do the same thing with a few bands. It's like the number one way I calm myself down.
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Stunning, beautiful writing. I love the rhyme and emotion in this piece. Your flow is wonderful too. Keep writing. For you, have talent.
With
Dark
Love
Wayne Leon
xx
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Thank you so much, that means a lot.
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