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Songs I Wrote

Poetry

Here are some songs I wrote. The ones that end in (Old Song) are ones I wrote when I was 14. They're not all that good, but I thought it'd be cool to have my old songs here alongside my new ones. I think it shows how much I've changed and improved...

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If I Were You (Old Song)

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by kenzdeli

by kenzdeli

Verse 1: Everyday I felt lucky just to see you. I always wanted to be you. I wish I had the friends you do. I wish I had the family you do. I wish I was as open as you. I wish I was as innocent and unscarred as you. My life was all about being alone. When me met you changed it. You became my best friend and I needed you everyday. I tend to get clingy, but I tried to be a good friend. I love everything about you. You have the ability to be who you are.

Chorus: I wish I could be anyone except me. They say being yourself is best, but I'd do anything to be like the rest. Ever since I was little I thought the world would improve without me. Me is the only thing I don't wanna be. They say you can grow up to be anyone. I dreamed a dream that weighed a ton. I realized I just can't live it. People give me thought of hope. Mankind's mistakes bring nightmares in my mind. There isn't anything I wouldn't do. I just wonder what if I were you?

Verse 2: There she was. Being the one he loved. She took him away and there was nothing I could say. I was hurt. I was down. Nothing I could do would bring that around. Bullethole scar in my skin. It's the only way I remember him. So many things he didn't hear. I believe I said too much, but I also think I didn't say enough. My secrets have turned to lies. I saw you leave before my eyes. She stole him away and she doesn't even know. She'd listen to my problems for hours on end. She is a great friend. She has the ability to be who she is.

Verse 3: They say being me is all I need to be. I desperately wanted to be. I still remember when I closed my doors. I was afraid of consuming myself with greed and only caring about what I need. That's why it upsets me so because people don't know. When they call me selfish they just don't understand. I tried to keep my self love inside. I swallow it down along with how I feel. Starting to get emotionally sick for real. I can't keep my thoughts in much more. They know who they are and I know what they have in store. They need to stop complaining about their life. They're handed everything when some people are handed the knife.