August 29, 2010

my not-so-secret obsession...

Well, now I have a new secret obsession... And guess what? I AM GOING TO TELL YOU!
I bet that makes you feel special... doesn't it?
Well, I hope it does. Anyways, my "secret" obsession is writing quotes. (it's not so secret now, isn't it?)

I just think of quotes as little bits and pieces of songs. Maybe a line or two. A small phrase. Quotes are pretty much small things people say that others may find interesting, funny, inspiring, moving... ect. Y'all get the idea.

Some of my quotes aren't even from my songs, but I think I can add them into them though...

Any-who, here are some of my quotes...

"A true friend has the key to your heart"

"Time isn't going to wait for you. Time isn't going to wait for anyone. You just have to live life to the fullest because every moment is passing by..."

"And if you keep saying that my dreams won't come true, I'll just have to keep playing my guitar until I find the right tune."

"The things you love the most are the hardest to let go..."

"Dreams are telling your mind what your heart is saying..."

Trust me, I have more, but this is all that I'll post today. :D

August 18, 2010

Someone I'm Not

I seem to wonder,
That I shouldn't change who I am.
To please you, be liked.
I realized I should have taken a stand.

I've come a long way now,
I think you would be surprised.
I bet you're wondering how,
But things happen over time.

*chorus*
See, that I'm not gonna be someone I'm not.
Trust me, I wouldn't change everything I've got.
But I know, I know, I see,
That there's no possibility,
That I'm changing for something too small,
To be someone I'm not...

You made me break down,
I thought I messed up everything.
I wanted to fit in,
Guess that didn't work out.

Did you think I'd stay the same.
Guess what? You're wrong.
Why yes, I have changed,
But the real me isn't gone.

*chorus*
See, that I'm not gonna be someone I'm not.
Trust me, I wouldn't change everything I've got.
But I know, I know, I see,
That there's no possibility,
That I'm changing for something too small,
To be someone I'm not...

I've been told I can't please everyone,
Even if I tried.
So I'm just gonna try to please the ones I love,
With me, myself, and I...

So love me, or hate me,
But I'm not gonna change.
For something way to small...

*chorus*
See, that I'm not gonna be someone I'm not.
Trust me, I wouldn't change everything I've got.
But I know, I know, I see,
That there's no possibility,
That I'm changing for something too small,
To be someone I'm not...


-- So that was one of my most recent songs. (I actually wrote it this morning)
Critique is accepted.

August 17, 2010

So, I wrote this poem...

I also write poetry too, not just lyrics. Besides, lyrics and songs are basically poetry, but just in a musical format. Anyways, this is one of my best pieces...

Shadow

It mirrors every move I make,
Follows every path.
In sunshine,
It never leaves my side,
Protecting me from the obstacles in the world.
When night falls,
It magically disappears.
It's shielding someone else,
Or resting for it's new adventure.
A dark,
Grey figure,
Full of life and emotions.
It's ready to speak,
But it can't.

I hope you like it! :)

August 15, 2010

Lemme show ya'll a little something...

Hey everyone!!!
Every songwriter and/or musician is unique in their own way. Then again, EVERYONE is different in their own way! Anyways, something that makes me unique is what I do in my songbook. Technically, my songbook is quite unique... Take a look at this -->


This is the back of my songbook. As you can see it's full of signatures. Haha. Well, this is what I do when I'm stuck on a song. I love to doodle! Besides, it's good practice for when I'm really famous. (Haha, just kidding!)

My favorite part of this is the signature in the middle... it's written in my favorite green gel-pen. It's really sparkly... hehe... It really pops out!

Okay, okay enough about that... I just got over excited... I wrote this new song. It's called 
"The Memories We've Shared."

It's hard to let go, yea,
But now it's time for change.
It hurts more and more, yea,
But I'll end up okay...

I've been trying to pretend like I don't care,
And that it doesn't hurt.
But when I think about the memories,
It doesn't seem to work.

It seemed like a dream,
When it all worked out before.
It's breaking my heart,
That I have to let it all go.
But I have to think about the future,
And that maybe it's for the better,
But my mind traced back to the memories,
The memories we shared...

I don't like change,
But I can't stop it now.
If I could go back,
How would things turn out?

While I've been trying  to face the truth,
That seems like a lie,
I was holding back all the tears,
Because I'm not gonna cry.

It seemed like a dream,
When it all worked out before.
It's breaking my heart,
That I have to let it all go.
But I have to think about the future,
And that maybe it's for the better,
But my mind traced back to the memories,
The memories we shared...

It easier to think about the happy things,
But it's harder when everything turns around.
I killing me inside,
I just have to let is pass by,
And think about what's in store...

It seemed like a dream,
When it all worked out before.
It's breaking my heart,
That I have to let it all go...
But I have to think about the future,
And that maybe it's for the better,
Everything will change,
Everything will go
But my mind will trace back to the memories,
The memories we shared...
 
Everything will change,
And everything will go,
Maybe it's for the better though...

August 5, 2010

My mind just keeps on coming up with crazy ideas...

I have a bunch of empty notebooks and I am trying to make use for them. I would write more songs, but here is the thing, I need to finish my current songbook. So, to make use for all the other notebooks I have, what should I do? Write a novel? Write more poetry? Doodle?
Now you're wondering, (or maybe not) why do I have so many empty notebooks in the first place? Well, I received them on my birthday, or some of them are just old, or I found some hidden in my room.

I decided on writing a novel. Why? Well, because every year for my new years resolution, I plan on writing a novel and editing and hoping that someday it will be published. And every year, I start writing and then I either forget about it or I just can't seem to think of a plot, ideas, ect...

GUESS WHAT?? I have now decided on trying (I said trying) to write a novel. I have come up with a plot, which I am working on expanding and turning in to... *drum roll please* A NOVEL!

 Eeek!! Wish me good luck and I'll write about the plot as soon as I am done expanding on it... and once I make sure I won't ditch the plan this time... :]

August 1, 2010

Inspiration really does work...

I was flipping through channels and I came across this video for the song  "Wouldn't Change a Thing" by Demi Lovato and Joe Jonas and it inspired me to write this song. :)

It feels like we've drifted far apart,
We barley talk each day,
And it hurts to think of it...

It feels like I don't know you anymore,
And I have to let this go.
It makes my mind spin around.

It doesnt make sense anymore...

Did this all have to wash away?
Couldn't it go back to the same?
I never thought it would be this way.
Now where are all your jokes?
Are they hanging by the rope?
The rope that I cannot reach.
I'm drowning in all of the memories.

It hurts to think of the past,
This all went by so fast,
And it's making me go back.

Everything seems different now,
It's not like how it used to be. 
Every aspect of things have changed.


It doesnt make sense anymore...

Did this all have to wash away?
Couldn't it go back to the same?
I never thought it would be this way.
Now where are all your jokes?
Are they hanging by the rope?
The rope that I cannot reach.
I'm drowning in all of the memories.

The memories have lasted forever,
Inside my heart.
Even though we drifted away...
Inside I feel insane,
Inside I feel lost,
But it's time for changes...

Did this all have to wash away?
Couldn't it go back to the same?
I never thought it would be this way.
Now where are all your jokes?
Are they hanging by the rope?
The rope that I cannot reach.
I'm drowning in all of the memories.

Well, that's pretty much it. Critique is appreciated :)