"To love oneself isn't being vain
but to hate oneself can only end in pain
the endless struggle of each day
can only help but wear away,
the confidence and self esteem,
of every self established dream
yet you cant blame society
for your ever growing anxiety
Feeling rough, feeling alone
you have disconnected your'e telephone
you cry, you cry.
A tiny spark is all you need
to feed upon your love greed
the oldest feeling held within
to enlighten your heart,
to make it sing.
the ice melts from your vien
as the love displaces pain
someone to simply call your own
somewhere to smile and call home
you used to feel rough, and alone
but now you hold a different tone"
this started as poem but then turned to a song, its an acoustic song with a catchy chord structure i think, im recording it soon i hope. Im happy with the lines " someone to simply call your own, somewhere to smile and call home" as i think they are relatable lyrics, and thats what im aiming for. I guess the lyrics are a story of a girl who feels neglected till someone comes along and helps her, and then they become an "item".
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