Song I made. (Lyrics). (TW: mention of SH)
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I’ll never understand my issues
My heart is faded and I feel dizzy
My rooms covered in bloody tissues
But some things I can’t win cause it’s too heavyI’m sad as fuck in the fucking bathroom
Crying cause my thighs don’t look like they used to
I wish I was younger so I could be better.
Is it I’m not good enough? Fuck, enough I’m so tired.My mom says it’s okay it’ll just go away but
Sometimes I just can’t believe what she’s tryna say and
I try to speak up and try to tell her
But sometimes things are better kept in my head
YeahThey’ll never understand my issues
I had thought about death it didn’t help me
My mind is crowded by my issues
But fuck I’ll just go solo quietlyAnd I just can’t understand
Why I can’t be the bigger man
I want to stand up for myself
Want to help myselfBut all of this shit it makes me scared
It makes me fear cause it’s so heavy
And my PTSD won’t just fucking leave
It makes my pain too heavy -
@HEXER You are really good at making songs. Have you ever thought about singing these?
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@Duchess yes, I do all the time in fact. :) I’d love to share its just hard to y’know?
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@HEXER Oh, yes. I understand. I’m glad you do that though. Even if it’s just for yourself to listen to :)
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@Duchess Making lyrics is like musical journaling or poetry. It’s so easy to get feelings out without deeply explaining them, unlike journaling or therapy.
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@HEXER Therapy is talking deep and usually getting to the root of the problems people face. But I can see how that can be hard for people to confront. Writing and song creating is good :) Keep it up