♡ my poems and songs ♡

[sanasideup]

ib: @Dejunjun and @villainlover
i love writing and getting compliments (/j - unless..?)
anyway, i wanted to post some of my poems and songs!

~will update periodically~

have a jisoo

​

 

[sanasideup]

i wrote this one for my creative writing class (a month late ) but i really liked it.

rose
Persephone, my beautiful rose
Don’t you know you hurt me so?
Your petals entice me, invite me
But your thorns, they hurt me.

I’m cut and bleeding on the dirt,
But you don’t seem to care.
I’m fertilizing your roots
You’re taking over my garden.

You were not a native species,
Why did I bring you here?
Your thorns are knives in my heart,
And yet I still draw near.​

 

[sanasideup]

"nostalgia haze" (song) (a slow/er song)
tw: mentions of [email protected] thoughts

[chorus] They say "I wanna go back to the good old days"
"Where all we did was run and play"
But that's not really what I'd say
Cuz I was nothing but miserable in those days
They say "I wanna go back to the good old days"
Cuz they're all stuck in nostalgia haze
But I've got a different view of those times
Cuz they were the worst ones in my life

[hook] La, la-la-la-la-la, la la, la-la-la-la-la, la la

[verse 1] Playing games on the playground
I'm the odd one out
And I pray to god: let the coach pick teams
Cuz I can't be picked last again
Elementary days, best we'll have
But I don't really agree with that
They say those were the simple days
But for me it wasn't that way
I didn't know left from right, up from down
Let all the other kids push me around

[pre-chorus] But life was good, yeah life was easy
If you were an it-kid, a super special chosen one
But unlucky me, cuz I was not
I'll be alright, but I got scars, yet still-

[chorus]
[hook]

[verse 2] And you can call me crazy, if you want to
But I didn't live a life like you (like you)
I was an outcast, a social reject
I had no friends, every day sinking lower
How could a child so young become so ensnared by depression
That they wanna take their own life?
But I'm not really surprised by the stories on the news, cuz
Once upon a time ago, I was in their shoes

[pre-chorus]
[chrous]
[hook]

[verse 3, a rap] 3rd grade, wanted to take my own life
Couldn't live with all the chaos and strife
But fear held me back
Would the other side be in lack?
I knew how I'd do it, just had to push through it
Shout out, I didn't do it
But I was close to it
I felt so lonely
[spoken line] I was all alone. [end spoken line]
Felt so sad, they all said too bad
I sought no help, I was livin' in Hell
But I pretended that ev'rything was well
No, I would never tell
Just how bad I was doin'
(But maybe~) Maybe my nostalgia haze makes me see things in a bad way

[chorus]

[outro] Oh~, nostalgia haze​

 

[villainlover]

ib: @Dejunjun and @villainlover
i love writing and getting compliments (/j - unless..?)
anyway, i wanted to post some of my poems and songs!

~will update periodically~

have a jisoo

​

me?

 

[villainlover]

"nostalgia haze" (song) (a slow/er song)
tw: mentions of [email protected] thoughts

[chorus] They say "I wanna go back to the good old days"
"Where all we did was run and play"
But that's not really what I'd say
Cuz I was nothing but miserable in those days
They say "I wanna go back to the good old days"
Cuz they're all stuck in nostalgia haze
But I've got a different view of those times
Cuz they were the worst ones in my life

[hook] La, la-la-la-la-la, la la, la-la-la-la-la, la la

[verse 1] Playing games on the playground
I'm the odd one out
And I pray to god: let the coach pick teams
Cuz I can't be picked last again
Elementary days, best we'll have
But I don't really agree with that
They say those were the simple days
But for me it wasn't that way
I didn't know left from right, up from down
Let all the other kids push me around

[pre-chorus] But life was good, yeah life was easy
If you were an it-kid, a super special chosen one
But unlucky me, cuz I was not
I'll be alright, but I got scars, yet still-

[chorus]
[hook]

[verse 2] And you can call me crazy, if you want to
But I didn't live a life like you (like you)
I was an outcast, a social reject
I had no friends, every day sinking lower
How could a child so young become so ensnared by depression
That they wanna take their own life?
But I'm not really surprised by the stories on the news, cuz
Once upon a time ago, I was in their shoes

[pre-chorus]
[chrous]
[hook]

[verse 3, a rap] 3rd grade, wanted to take my own life
Couldn't live with all the chaos and strife
But fear held me back
Would the other side be in lack?
I knew how I'd do it, just had to push through it
Shout out, I didn't do it
But I was close to it
I felt so lonely
[spoken line] I was all alone. [end spoken line]
Felt so sad, they all said too bad
I sought no help, I was livin' in Hell
But I pretended that ev'rything was well
No, I would never tell
Just how bad I was doin'
(But maybe~) Maybe my nostalgia haze makes me see things in a bad way

[chorus]

[outro] Oh~, nostalgia haze​

we should turn this into a song

 

[sanasideup]

we should turn this into a song

please, i can't play any instruments (yet), but i would like to find some kind of app or smthg to make it into an actual song, with music and stuff.

 

[villainlover]

please, i can't play any instruments (yet), but i would like to find some kind of app or smthg to make it into an actual song, with music and stuff.

yess

 

[najingter]

wowww tag me next time-

 

[sanasideup]

wowww tag me next time-

Okay~

 

[sanasideup]

@parksoyan박소얀 bc you wanted me to tag you

"bad kids" | song | medium tempo

[chorus] Why do I always make nice with the bad kids?
The rough and tumble type, ones who mess up your life, kind my mama don't like
They're more my people than the goody two-shoes
Even if I don't do what they do
Yeah, they're the rough and tumble type, ones who mess up your life, kind my mama don't like

[verse 1] Bad, I know they're bad, but
I, I click with them
They're like millstones when I'm tryna swim
But that don't stop me, no
They're the only ones I want, the ones I'm chasin' after
Even if I know: it'll end in disaster
But they're way more loyal than the good kids

[pre-chorus] Trouble with a capital T
That's who you'll see around me
That ain't who I wanna be, that ain't who I gonna be
But I love them so much, you see
Yeah, they mean the most to me
In their house it's judgement free, love how they run wild and free

[chorus]

[verse 2][singsong kind of rap] I, I can count on hand the best friends I've had
And I'll tell you which ones left me behind in the dust
It's been the nice ones, the good ol' kids
People say troublemakers can't be chained down
They, they run away ev'ry time
But that's a lie, cuz they stay in my life
They ride or die, but bad girls don't die

[pre-chorus]
[chorus]

[bridge] Oh, maybe I'm just real good at makin' real bad decisions
And that's why I always pick them
Or maybe I'm just tryna self-destruct and they'll kickstart my misson
Oh, but most likely (most likely)
I love them and they love me
We're best friends, it's meant to be

[chorus 2] Oh oh, I'm gonna make nice with the bad kids
The rough and tumble type, ones who mess up your life, kind my mama don't like
They're more my people than the goody two-shoes
Even if I don't do what they do
Yeah, they're the rough and tumble type, ones who mess up your life, kind my mama don't like​

 

[sanasideup]

disclaimer: not @ anybody here
@hanbun @Kiyoshi @Lysaa bc i want ya'll to see
"break me" | song | fast(er) tempo, rock type beat

[verse 1] Push me down, push my down down
Yeah, you wanna make me drown drown
But I've had enough now
No more toleration of this now
And I would make Lexi proud
She always thought I was a pushover
But I'm not a coward anymore
I've had enough, it's my turn to speak

[pre-chorus] And you know that I
I've enough of lies
Won't hear it this time
I've got you on pause now
And you know that I
I'm done with this
End this crisis
Won't hear you anymore, no

[chorus] I won't let you break me down
I'll keep wearin' my crown
Yeah, I'm gonna show this town
That I'm unbreakable, I'm unbreakable
Yeah, I will rise above
Not under the thumb of
You who's lackin' in love
Cuz I'm ready now, yeah I'm ready now
Won't let you break me

[verse 2] Yeah I know you really wanted to
Make me bitter, oh just like you
But that's not what I'm gonna
Ooh, I'm kinda strugglin'
But Imma get better, better (never bitter)
Cuz I don't wanna be like you
Miserable, alone, confused
So you can push me down, down, down, down, down
But I will rise again

[pre-chorus]
[chorus]

[bridge] I won't let you, no I won't let you, no-oh-nuh-oh [4x]
Won't let you break me (ha!)
I won't let you, no I won't let you, no-oh-nuh-oh [3x]
You can't destroy me (nope)
I won't let you, no I won't let you, no-oh-nuh-oh [2x]
Won't let you shatter me~, yeah~

[chorus]

[outro] I won't let you, no I won't let you, no-oh-nuh-oh

​

 

[Lysaa]

disclaimer: not @ anybody here
@hanbun @Kiyoshi @Lysaa bc i want ya'll to see
"break me" | song | fast(er) tempo, rock type beat

[verse 1] Push me down, push my down down
Yeah, you wanna make me drown drown
But I've had enough now
No more toleration of this now
And I would make Lexi proud
She always thought I was a pushover
But I'm not a coward anymore
I've had enough, it's my turn to speak

[pre-chorus] And you know that I
I've enough of lies
Won't hear it this time
I've got you on pause now
And you know that I
I'm done with this
End this crisis
Won't hear you anymore, no

[chorus] I won't let you break me down
I'll keep wearin' my crown
Yeah, I'm gonna show this town
That I'm unbreakable, I'm unbreakable
Yeah, I will rise above
Not under the thumb of
You who's lackin' in love
Cuz I'm ready now, yeah I'm ready now
Won't let you break me

[verse 2] Yeah I know you really wanted to
Make me bitter, oh just like you
But that's not what I'm gonna
Ooh, I'm kinda strugglin'
But Imma get better, better (never bitter)
Cuz I don't wanna be like you
Miserable, alone, confused
So you can push me down, down, down, down, down
But I will rise again

[pre-chorus]
[chorus]

[bridge] I won't let you, no I won't let you, no-oh-nuh-oh [4x]
Won't let you break me (ha!)
I won't let you, no I won't let you, no-oh-nuh-oh [3x]
You can't destroy me (nope)
I won't let you, no I won't let you, no-oh-nuh-oh [2x]
Won't let you shatter me~, yeah~

[chorus]

[outro] I won't let you, no I won't let you, no-oh-nuh-oh

​

i like it!

 

[pika_chuu]

disclaimer: not @ anybody here
@hanbun @Kiyoshi @Lysaa bc i want ya'll to see
"break me" | song | fast(er) tempo, rock type beat

[verse 1] Push me down, push my down down
Yeah, you wanna make me drown drown
But I've had enough now
No more toleration of this now
And I would make Lexi proud
She always thought I was a pushover
But I'm not a coward anymore
I've had enough, it's my turn to speak

[pre-chorus] And you know that I
I've enough of lies
Won't hear it this time
I've got you on pause now
And you know that I
I'm done with this
End this crisis
Won't hear you anymore, no

[chorus] I won't let you break me down
I'll keep wearin' my crown
Yeah, I'm gonna show this town
That I'm unbreakable, I'm unbreakable
Yeah, I will rise above
Not under the thumb of
You who's lackin' in love
Cuz I'm ready now, yeah I'm ready now
Won't let you break me

[verse 2] Yeah I know you really wanted to
Make me bitter, oh just like you
But that's not what I'm gonna
Ooh, I'm kinda strugglin'
But Imma get better, better (never bitter)
Cuz I don't wanna be like you
Miserable, alone, confused
So you can push me down, down, down, down, down
But I will rise again

[pre-chorus]
[chorus]

[bridge] I won't let you, no I won't let you, no-oh-nuh-oh [4x]
Won't let you break me (ha!)
I won't let you, no I won't let you, no-oh-nuh-oh [3x]
You can't destroy me (nope)
I won't let you, no I won't let you, no-oh-nuh-oh [2x]
Won't let you shatter me~, yeah~

[chorus]

[outro] I won't let you, no I won't let you, no-oh-nuh-oh

​

awesome!!!<3

 

[sanasideup]

i like it!

awesome!!!<3

tysm!!

 

[sanasideup]

i'm gonna post some more stuff here over break, i swear

 

[sanasideup]

i wrote this for english class. it was supposed to be a paragraph, but it ended up more like a poem and i'm really proud of it.

the american dream
The American Dream is the heteronormative idea that in order to have achieved success, you must have a white-collar job with money not only saved, but to throw away at will on frivolous things you will never need. You must have a shiny, postcard kind of family unit: husband, wife, and children, preferably two or three. Get a dog, name him Toby or Chase or some other name that announces to the world that you are white and uncreative. Give your children pretty names that a million other babies will receive, names like Madison or Olivia, Noah or Ethan. For bonus points, paint your mailbox and attend church every week, sitting bright eyed in a service without meaning, listening to the man who preaches against lechery every Sunday - yes, that same man that will later make headlines not for his goodness, but for how easily he tricked his flock into not seeing that he molested their sons and catcalled their daughters. Buy a nice car and go on vacations. Take lots of pictures and post them on the internet not so you can remember how much fun you had, but so other people can gawk and admire how wonderful you all are. This is the plan, and you must not deviate. This is the way and you must not hesitate. If you are single, fix it. If you are gay, fix it. If you are lesbian, fix it. If you are trans, fix it. If you are chronically ill, fix it. If you dream a different dream of any kind, fix it! Nobody wants you to be different. Just do what you’re told, swallow the bile that comes up your throat. All rise for the national anthem, hand on your heart, pledge your allegiance to a nation that has failed you. Don’t think, don’t speak, just follow along. Keep up with the Joneses, don’t let them beat you. It doesn’t matter if you cannot do it, you have to figure it out! Be richer, be better, be smarter, work harder, and don’t fall behind. Because if you do, no one will pick you up. It doesn’t matter if they crave what you have, or how much they grasp - they, you, and everybody else have been so conditioned to hate what’s different that you don’t even see what’s right in front of your face! The American Dream is a lie.​

 

[Gwacekpop2]

i wrote this for english class. it was supposed to be a paragraph, but it ended up more like a poem and i'm really proud of it.

the american dream
The American Dream is the heteronormative idea that in order to have achieved success, you must have a white-collar job with money not only saved, but to throw away at will on frivolous things you will never need. You must have a shiny, postcard kind of family unit: husband, wife, and children, preferably two or three. Get a dog, name him Toby or Chase or some other name that announces to the world that you are white and uncreative. Give your children pretty names that a million other babies will receive, names like Madison or Olivia, Noah or Ethan. For bonus points, paint your mailbox and attend church every week, sitting bright eyed in a service without meaning, listening to the man who preaches against lechery every Sunday - yes, that same man that will later make headlines not for his goodness, but for how easily he tricked his flock into not seeing that he molested their sons and catcalled their daughters. Buy a nice car and go on vacations. Take lots of pictures and post them on the internet not so you can remember how much fun you had, but so other people can gawk and admire how wonderful you all are. This is the plan, and you must not deviate. This is the way and you must not hesitate. If you are single, fix it. If you are gay, fix it. If you are lesbian, fix it. If you are trans, fix it. If you are chronically ill, fix it. If you dream a different dream of any kind, fix it! Nobody wants you to be different. Just do what you’re told, swallow the bile that comes up your throat. All rise for the national anthem, hand on your heart, pledge your allegiance to a nation that has failed you. Don’t think, don’t speak, just follow along. Keep up with the Joneses, don’t let them beat you. It doesn’t matter if you cannot do it, you have to figure it out! Be richer, be better, be smarter, work harder, and don’t fall behind. Because if you do, no one will pick you up. It doesn’t matter if they crave what you have, or how much they grasp - they, you, and everybody else have been so conditioned to hate what’s different that you don’t even see what’s right in front of your face! The American Dream is a lie.​

this is so true..
Your writing is literally so good and inspiring <3 I'll be waiting for the next update!

 

[sanasideup]

this is so true..
Your writing is literally so good and inspiring <3 I'll be waiting for the next update!

omg, tysm

 

[sanasideup]

this is so true..
Your writing is literally so good and inspiring <3 I'll be waiting for the next update!

omg, tysm

 

[ec.li.ps.e.138]

damn dude, that hits.