User blog:Purplebrick333/Purple Has Finally Satisfied Herself


 * grabs nearest guitar player*

I dedicate this to, uh, oh wait, the song's about me. Oh, and I seem to have forgotten the tune. Can I help it when I wrote another song immediately after it? I was on a roll today. Oh wait, I remember the tune now. Try not to lose it, girl! Oh and my tablet likes to repeat letters and words and I'm too tired to thoroughly check.

Let me give a story to you now

I wanted to tell you, but didn't know how

Even if you can't understand me

At least I'll feel like you're listening

Once upon a normal day

A certain rhythm came my way

Words and lines soon took form

Before I knew it, a song was born

What on earth made me afraid

Just to show what I had made?

But I ran and hid myself

No one knew the way I felt

The first song didn't last long

But some of them have never gone

​I kept writing but never said

What went on inside my head

I've come a long way since then

Who knows how it will all end?

With each day that comes along

I'll keep hoping and dreaming on

Now that my story's been told

For you to hear for you to know

I can see and understand

This has made me who I am.

Oh and for you so-called "music experts" I have probably caught any potential flaws in this already and I can't figure out how to fix them. But you probably listen to songs I would beg to rewrite so yeah.

Fire away. *holds up frying pan for shield*