When my emotions get excessive,I write. Different things.
Sometimes just little poems, sometimes I (try to) write a song about it
and there are times I write a story or visualize a whole film about it.
But most of it is unfinished & unused.
Though, I want to show you guys some of it.
There not very kind 'cause it was during a very negative critical thinking period; which I prefer to drop in this story..
This is my first publication if it comes down to my writing and I have to admit I'm quite uncertain about it, but starting a blog and being shy about your personal emotions and work is not the best combination. So, breaking down my own timidity over here! =P
#1
Why do you always have to be that unkind?
Why do you always have to act like them?
Can't you be just the one that I know?
The girl without that whole fake-show.
Cause every time I look at you my eyes see
A pretty girl that's confident and sure
But I can tell the way your laugh speaks
You're always giving up some gigs!
Did you really loose the girl that comforted
And embraced me when I cried?
I know that people change in aspect
But I never knew they would this way inside.
And admitting you're like this is not an option
'Cause then I’ll feel like agreeing with my fears
But I’m sick of talking to a poppet
And I’m tired of holding all my tears!
#2 Another frustrated moment
Couplet 1
Here is another day I took a chance at you
But I should have known it is just a hopeless case
‘Cause now we’re off again with fighting and pursue
Things we’ve quarreled over during the fucked up other days
And although I’m getting used your disrespectful conduct
It doesn’t mean that I endorse the person you became
I admit the days you really get me broken
But there’s no way that I will ever assign your stupid game
Refrein
You keep watching me, suffer in your acts
No kind of conception, ‘bout the way that it effects
You don’t care how much it hurts me,
I’m just a person sitting on your road
& How disgraceful can it be? That this is
nearly a repeat of what you quote
Couplet 2
It was a day I was too defective to sustain
Just a little thing was enough to destroy me
And when it passed I really wasn't able to set the pain
So everything I’d suppressed saw its change to flee
And so I stood there, my eyes suffused with tears
Showing the weak one, the broken piece I’ve hid
But you don't see; how far you passed by my frontiers
You just think that this is acting like a kid.
Refrein
You keep watching me, suffer in your acts
No kind of conception, ‘bout the way that it effects
You don’t care how much it hurts me,
I’m just a person sitting on your road
& How disgraceful can it be? That this is
nearly a repeat of what you quote
Bridge
& it’s so hard to see you act this way you appear to do
‘Cause I clearly remember the different days
I even get upset when I think about the former you
The one so filled with grace.
#3 T
his one is about my mum.
(My mum and I when I was about.... LITTLE!)
W
e actually connect really really well but at some point she just didn't get what I meant. But I don't blame her. I didn't know what I really wanted or did mean at the time as well. But at the moment I just thought. YOU'RE MY MUM You're supposed to be the one who does know it. right!? =P ... :
Couplet 1
It takes you just two seconds to destroy my mood
'Cause you often perceive my words a different way
Damn you think you understand it all so good
Without giving me a chance for an interpret
Well darling I’ll tell you; you can't feel any of my shit
And you certainly can't tell me what's the meaning of my words
'Cause no, not everybody discerns like you're doing it
And if you'd care I can tell this way of manage really hurts
Refrain
If it's that you just can't understand my way inside
I will never blame you or start making up this fight
But it's the fact you treat me like I am simply vain
By disregard my worries that I am trying to explain
& I do not reject your words; you heard all the content
But that is certainly a difference with listen what it meant
Couplet 2
Is it so impossible to move yourself in my way?
To get grip on the road I’m going down
Involve me as an activity of your day
'Cause this way your daughter is getting drown
'Cause although I know I am independent of myself
It doesn't mean I do not care 'bout your attention
What happened with your association when I was twelve?
By growing up I doubt if this is the intention!!
Refrain
If it's that you just can't understand my way inside
I will never blame you or start making up this fight
But it's the fact you treat me like I am simply vain
By disregard my worries that I am trying to explain
& I do not reject your words; you heard all the content
But that is certainly a difference with listen what it meant
Bridge
And I bet you wouldn't notice if I literally wouldn’t tell
'Bout all the grief and sorrow inside of my own shell
'Cause forth of all my outbursts you can't catch the sense
To you my words of trouble are translated in romance
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X Tisha
