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Original song

No one to love but me

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So this was thought up in the shower, just like my poem boy in the green. I really hope that you like this. This is actually one of the better ones in my opinion. Thanks!

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G            C
We stayed up late last night
Em                     D
Laughing bout wrongs and rights
G              C
Watching the new sun rise
D
Together again….

G              C
But you’ve got eyes for her
Em                D
I see she’s your whole world
G            C
You two are what we were
D
In my mind

Am
Cuz I don’t wanna be your safety net
D
Who you choose when
G                                           C
Your phone’s dead silent all night
Am
Don’t wanna be your backup plan
D
Your option B
G
Who you choose
C
When there’s no one to love but me

G                C
Cuz you feel safe with me
Em                  D
She’ll break your heart, you’ll see
G            C
Then it’s all up to me
D
To fix you up again

G                  C
Oh we’ll wait out the storm
Em                    D
Inside we’re nice and warm
G                 C
While she loses her form
D
Out in the rain…

Am
Cuz I don’t wanna be your safety net
D
Who you choose when
G                                           C
Your phone’s dead silent all night
Am
Don’t wanna be your backup plan
D
Your option B
G
Who you choose
C
When there’s no one to love but me

 

Oooooh

Am
Cuz I don’t wanna be your safety net
D
Who you choose when
G                                           C
Your phone’s dead silent all night
Am
Don’t wanna be your backup plan
D
Your option B
G
Who you choose
C
When there’s no one to love but me

Prose

We thought

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Okay… so this isn’t my favourite piece of writing ever, but I thought that I’d share it with you guys because I feel really bad about not posting as often. My poetry/songwriting writers block is still active, which is horrible, but until that breaks, here is my piece. P.S. I should be doing schoolwork right now, but my procrastination levels are off the charts!

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We thought that being a teenager would mean laughing with friends, going out for a booster juice at lunch. Giggling late into the night with muffled secrets reaching our parents ears. We thought it meant kissing cute boys and sending giddy texts to our friends. We thought that we would feel grown up, that our opinions mattered. We thought it meant that we were important. We thought we were free.

Instead, what we live is a tastelessness that we all feel, a mundane routine for each day. The school system telling us that we are only good for what we can memorize. We live sleepless nights, poring over thick textbooks, trying to make our parents proud. We are taught that our general well being is not as important as what facts we can regurgitate onto a test sheet. We keep our thoughts secret, because if you whisper a word, it will be privy to the whole school by lunch. We are broken children, looking for an escape from this terrible world. We are never free.