The World of Layonara
The Layonara Community => Poetic License => Topic started by: laurabunny on November 11, 2006, 10:13:04 pm
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I wrote this a couple of years ago out of frustration with people telling me I was too young, or too pretty, or too talented to be depressed. I'm not looking for comments; this is just one song I wrote that I never intend to record, but the funny thing about music is that it isn't finished until you share it. You can't hear the melody, obviously, and I doubt it would help to include the changes, but since I won't record it, this is as shared as it will be, I think.
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You glance, or look, or stare at me,
I know what you think you see.
A pretty girl, a happy girl,
A life you wish you had.
But you don't know the things I hide.
You don't know last night I cried.
The lonely tears, the frightened tears,
I couldn't make them stop.
Don't tell me there's no reason to
Always feel the way I do
You're right, there's not, I know there's not
But knowing doesn't help
Please don't go telling me I shouldn't feel this way, it's not that simply, so stop!
I'm not who you think I am.
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*hugs* I understand.
"What are you depressed about?" is another one - I hate it when I'm asked that. If I knew specifically, I'd change it, or fix it, or learn to cope with it, but it's nothing so easily quantifiable. "Too young/pretty/lucky/whatever" to be depressed; I don't think there's such a thing.
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Aw Brielles! Sad songs!
I'm actually playing this game because I was (and maybe still am) depressed about some things in real life and a friend said it's a good way to get away from your trouble.. And they were right..
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Hey, let's hear it for escapism to get away from our out-of-whack brain chemistry.
*Hugs*