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Songs I Wrote

Puisi

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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The Top (Old Song)

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by kenzdeli

by kenzdeli

Verse 1: Sitting here on the stairs again. Everyone is everywhere while I sit here and wallow in despair. She knows the feeling, but she pushes me away. Too awkward and annoying for anyone to talk to me. Am I really that bad? No one can see how sad I am. No one sees my tears. No one knows I'm here. I'm sitting in my social fears. I know she has it bad, but can't she see I'm sad. When I need her she hides, but if she needed me I would've tried. She know I'd do anything to make her smile after knowing how sad she is.

Chorus: Doesn't matter who's on top. Being popular is the only thing anyone cares about in school. You had to be cool to have a life. Doesn't matter if you were smart. Didn't matter if you had a fragile heart. You'd be made fun of and your heart would get broke. Doesn't matter if you choke because they're all making fun already. Nothing can deepen the hole you buried for yourself. They'll tried to trick you. They'll try to come in and see how stupid they can make you look. They can make someone pretend they love you. They say it hurts most to jump from the top so the bottom is my place. Hoping for the day to come where I can face my fear and get in gear. Hoping one day I can fit in. It feels like the only escape is to jump from the top.

Verse 2: Sixth grade, remember? You made me feel like a member of the family. All alone another day. I found a way to make a friend. You let me in and you let me see what it's like to be free. How to start again. How to live. How to have a group of friends. You picked me up when I was falling. I came when you were calling. I could tell you were the center of the group. They'd always surround you and want attention from you. I was on the outside. Two years later I got in. Then I found out I was moving. We've never been that close, but I felt farther and farther. Now I'm gone. Look at us now. A promising future gone. What went wrong? We were closer than anyone could be, but now you never call me. No more texts, no more words, no more you. What can I do to fix my friendship with you?

Verse 3: Have you ever felt a million miles away from the person you see everyday? Have you ever wished for a way to make everything ok? I have. Have you ever felt out of place? You chase for friendship and you lose the race? I have. Have you ever been left out? Who hasn't?