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Hey! I'm a 17 year old singer-songwriter who also produces her own music and does everything else necessary. I make songs about whatever I'm feeling, so, sometimes my songs are chill while sometimes they sound like a depressed teen wrote them. And sometimes I can't even explain what my songs are about. So yeah, when I feel something and can't describe it, I write a song about it and then I post it here to feel validated and to get that feeling off my chest.
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lyrics
some people keep skeletons in their closet
i keep my own fractured bones
that i ripped every time you said
that i should be like them more
now you want me to be honest
but there's something you should know before
you can't mend me if there's nothing left
of me, i'm so lost

like a paper plane in mid-air
wanna fly high like i'm dead
all i see are heavy blues
beneath my feet and on the rising moon

some people play pretend their whole lives
when i played i didn't read the rules
so i got disqualified
no i realize it's a game best to lose
who am i if not a blank page
where everybody can scribble their pain?
who am i if not a life in vain?
i'm worthless without what they say

like a paper plane in mid-air
wanna fly high like i'm dead
all i see are heavy blues
beneath my feet and on the rising moon

disastrous, i hate the world
i'm giving up, i deserve better
i know my worth, though I'm messed up
i 'm too much, i wanna feel numb
i'm dangerous to everyone
there's an equal potential
so what's the point in being myself
if all i bring is hurt?

like a fighter jet with no target
set on self-destruct, feeling helpless
all i see are bleeding reds
inside my head and on the rising moon

like a fighter jet with no target
set on self-destruct, feeling helpless
all i see are bleeding reds
inside my head and on the rising moon