Wonder Boy (Rough 1st Draft)
So here is a really rough beginning to some lyrics (or poetry) that I have been working on. Started in History class and just finished. Would love to hear any comments or suggestions that people have. Sometimes it makes sense in my head only to find that when others read it it is not quite as clear. Anything would help!
I’ve always been taught
To have expectations
It’s what takes me from day to day
But what happens when you expect expecting
Just to wake up and find
It’s gone away?
I’ve been dormant for a while now
Hibernating
In the city that doesn’t sleep.
Stagnant,
Pounding pavement
That won’t budge
Won’t help to lead me
To the destination I never reach.
Never reach.
Four AM; just the other night
I’m waking
From running fast in my dreams
Was hitting every spot
Learning
Finding everything
That when I’m awake I’m not.
Looks like I forgot
What I planned out to be.
I always had my sights set
On breaking borders
Never taking,
Only making orders.
But in the past two years
I’ve lost that voice inside my head
Saying stop pretending
Life is never-ending
And get your ass out of bed.
I’ve got wonder boy,
Wonder boy fear.
Wonder if I’ll be a wonder
Not for lack of reason though
Once I stop walking on a treadmill
I can finally just get out and go
Find the places I envisioned
Back in my parents kitchen
Drawing doodles after school
Ten years old, believing I was cool.
Where’s that sense of self-esteem?
That sense of living not just dreaming
Dreams.
It left the minute
I stared success in the eyes
Once I had to make a new goal,
Find a new prize.
Once I had to wander.
I always had my sights set
On breaking borders
Never taking,
Only making orders.
But in the past two years
I’ve lost that voice inside my head
Saying stop pretending
Life is never-ending
I’ve got to expect again.
I’ve got to wander
Out of wonder boy fear.
Wandering to wonder
Wondering to want
And all the while
Just waiting for that revelation
That hasn’t come.
It won’t come;
It’s here.
It’s in me.
I have to become
A Wonder.
1 Comments:
I loved it. I've felt that way before. One day I woke up at 19 and realized I had no job,hated my college classes, no social life, no boyfriend,and hated most of my friends. It was like I forgot to live. I remembered what life was like when I was a senior in high school. The world seemed to have so many possibilities. I wanted to go back and relive my life. Thank You so much for making me feel that I'm not alone.
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