It's pathetic
I'm pathetic
And there's nothing poetic
About these curves in my back
I'm sorry to deceive you
Optimistic liars
But you're wrong, it's not all right
I'll never be straight again
I feel like a faded flower
Desperately, unsuccessfully
Reaching out for the sun
I feel out of place
I shouldn't be here
I should be on night duty
I should be a night flower
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No one scents the danger
No one sees her rage
No one could understand
That a 30 and a 35 degree angle
Could bring so much misery and pain
I'm getting close to disgrace
And I hate it
I want it to get out
It's tearing me apart
I'm living in a world of non-balance
Where gravity reigns
It weighs on my shoulders
It has my heart caged
I feel like a faded flower
Desperately, unsuccessfully
Reaching out for the sun
I feel out of place
I shouldn't be here
I should be on night duty
Let me be the falling star
Author notes
I get this feeling from time to time, it's the first time I can write something about it. But I know that everyone has got his own problems, and that everyone must know the same pain, coming from different sources though.
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Deze is van Ilhan!
Scoliosis
It’s aesthetic
You’re eclectic
And it’s all the more poetic
Because of the curves in your back
So maybe you will never be straight
And you can’t deal with your fate
Are you simply defined by what you hate?
Does your lovely personality
hide in your spine?
Does the shape of your bones
shape who you are?
A flower fades
The night turns to day
But there is not one angle
That could possibly break your back
You’re stronger than the misery and pain
You’re stronger than gravity’s reign
With all the love in your heart
This could never tear you apart
Don’t forget the sun shines
Despite your spine
Despite your tears
Despite your fears
You feel it’s being done to you
This weight on your shoulders
You put it there yourself
It’s aesthetic
You’re eclectic
And it’s all the more poetic
Because of the curves in your back
ton frère
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