Hello! This is a chat for all those poets and songwriters out there! Hop in and let's talk rhymes and music!
As for me, I've been in the songwriting biz for almost 4 years now. Well, I've been writing for four years. Nothing happens to the songs I write XP I like writing songs to inspire and to express my emotions.
Hello! This is a chat for all those poets and songwriters out there! Hop in and let's talk rhymes and music!
As for me, I've been in the songwriting biz for almost 4 years now. Well, I've been writing for four years. Nothing happens to the songs I write XP I like writing songs to inspire and to express my emotions.
I'll join! I love poetry and songwriting xD
I'm covered in the colors pulled apart at the seams~
Hello! This is a chat for all those poets and songwriters out there! Hop in and let's talk rhymes and music!
As for me, I've been in the songwriting biz for almost 4 years now. Well, I've been writing for four years. Nothing happens to the songs I write XP I like writing songs to inspire and to express my emotions.
Got a song for you :3 I took out most of the bridge for... Well, reasons. But it flows alright without it.
Tell Me (Who I Really Am)
I wander, I roam Can't say when I'll be home I'm just trying to find my place in this world Wherever I go The things I want to know Are still as far away as they were before
Can someone Tell me who I really am, Not who the world wants me to be. Make it so I understand; I'm in the dark and I can't see. Tell me where this all began; What's the definition of me? I don't want to doubt again, I know the truth will set me free.
I question, I ask, Answers come flying back. I sort it out, but I'm still left where I'm at. I thought this would be An easy quest for me. But now I've come to see that I'm wrong at last
Would someone Tell me who I really am, Not who the world wants me to be. Make it so I understand; I'm in the dark and I can't see. Tell me where this all began; What's the definition of me? I don't want to doubt again, I know the truth will set me free.
So many paths that I can take, So many choices I can make.
Would someone Tell me who I really am, Not who the world wants me to be. Make it so I understand; I'm in the dark and I can't see. Tell me where this all began; What's the definition of me? I don't want to doubt again, I know the truth will set me free.
The soft scrape of progress, as the edge increases in sharpness. With each and every motion, flowing smoothy as the ocean. Taking care not to slip, lest I lose my sure grip, and the edge be deformed.
Upon examining the blade's edge, light ran along the sides like a hedge. As I cast it through the air, spinning like a computer chair. Suddenly the blade went, up into the ceiling; the edge bent.
Sadly no one is satisfied, until gravity is entirely defied. My face met the palm of my hand, as a sailor eager for dry land.
The soft scrape of progress, as the edge increases in sharpness. With each and every motion, flowing smoothy as the ocean. Taking care not to slip, lest I lose my sure grip, and the edge be deformed.
Upon examining the blade's edge, light ran along the sides like a hedge. As I cast it through the air, spinning like a computer chair. Suddenly the blade went, up into the ceiling; the edge bent.
Sadly no one is satisfied, until gravity is entirely defied. My face met the palm of my hand, as a sailor eager for dry land.
Not exactly, have you heard that "I want to ride my bicycle" song by Queen? There's always a stupider song.
That song has more of a point than a song about a toaster.
What? But he just wants to ride his bicycle and that's pretty much it. You could put much more meaning into a song about a toaster if a storyline was added to it. Like if you wanted to make some toast and just as you were going to toast the bread the electricity went out and it would be a sad song until you got your toast.
