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"The aim of art is to represent not the outward appearance of things, but their inward significance."
--Aristotle
One Day
1985
I may not be an angel of mercy
But Im not a beast of sin
So why are you trying to change me
And pull me out of the world Im in
I may dream of my reality
Quit trying to make me what I’ll never be
Don’t change your mind
Now that we are in the perfect place
To discover love so kind
Why are you laughing in my face
And if you’re perfect circle unwinds
Hope you can discover peace of mind
And I will win your heart
Maybe one day
Even if it means to take forever
Baby one day
And as the shattered mirror hangs from its frame
That’s how I feel when you scream my name
Tell me, why are you so lame
Why do you like to shatter my frame
And I will win your heart
Maybe one day
Even if it means to take forever
Baby one day
Im not just an illusion
Im always here to satisfy your needs
But you always twist my heart around
You like to watch me bleed
But you know I love you anyway
And you love me to even though you can’t say it
To win your love, it’s a change
But Im telling you, I’ll win this race
Believe it or not, this song is about my father. At this point in my life I was starting to discover reality from what was imagined. Not that my Dad was a bad person, he wasn't. But what I always imagined was not even close to reality. Dealing with that as a young adult caused a lot of hurtful feelings, and a lot of guilt about the way I treated my Mom over it. She actually didn't deserve my rebellion. There is a reason mother birds kick the little baby birds from the nest! Funny thing, back then I thought every song you wrote had to sound like a love song "or it wouldn't sell". Hey, I was 16 years old!
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