Bklyn, I don't really understand the "No regrets and I'll try to forget"...
as it seems (to me) if you don't regret something, there is no need to forget.
But, I really like the rhyme and repeat.
I went for an attempt at humor with this one. It's in a country style, and by the end you'll see why it's fitting.
Dear _____ (To Her Regret)
Dear person I awoke to this morning
I know that this comes without warning
It’s a darn cryin’ shame
Can’t remember your name
And your finger I won’t be adorning
Well maybe I’m kind of a phony
Made you think about sweet matrimony
Now I can’t help a’thinkin’
it was due to the drinkin’
But I’m tellin’ you now it’s bologna
Well you seem like a fine little catch
Though I only remember you sleepin’
And I’m sure you’ll be findin’ your match
As for me, from your house I’m a’creepin’
I don’t mean to come off as surly
I’m sure that you’re some kind’a girly
But I’m not one for stayin’
I am known for my strayin’
You can just ask my wife, Bashful Shirley
I’m sure this is nothing to mention
But I happened to just cash my pension
and I can’t find my wallet
You know, let’s just call it
a trade for your “tender” attention
Sorry, it's a bit depressing. This is based off of a ruined friendship (and crush >.> ) that I experienced when I was a teenager. My friend found out about some really personal stuff that I was going through, and they couldn't deal with the "stress" that knowing about it caused. At the time I was devastated and regretted confiding in this person, but I guess it let me know who my actual friends were. =/
Alone
Alone...so alone.
Overlooked...
Forgotten.
Trapped in a vice,
So tight,
I can't breathe.
Invisible to the world.
(Nobody...nobody can see me)
A chameleon blending in with the walls.
(Nobody...nobody can feel me)
Doomed to be excluded.
(Alone...alone for eternity)
Images flash before me...
Your face, your smile...
...Your eyes seeing right through me.
I want you...I need you.
I reach out my hand...
But you're walking away.
Invisible to the world.
(Nobody...nobody can see me)
A chameleon blending in with the walls.
(Nobody...nobody can feel me)
Doomed to be excluded.
(Alone...alone for eternity)
My heart is breaking.
A broken whisper lingers on my lips.
"Don't....
Don't forget me...
Don't leave me trapped here..."
...You're gone...
Invisible to the world.
(Nobody...nobody can see me)
A chameleon blending in with the walls.
(Nobody...nobody can feel me)
Doomed to be excluded.
(Alone...alone for eternity)
You know I love the contest. Sorry I missed the first two weeks but I am here now.
This first entry will should make a lot of sense to you Blythe. Some of the rest of you may know from my post before about catching my oldest son sexual abusing my young daughter. The is about that day and the horrors I have learned since then.
Shattered Soul
By: Skymyst
A Mother's Day surprise happened when I caught you near sunrise.
My world shatters as the truth showed in your eyes.
How could it all be true? What was it inside of you?
I thought I did everything right, raised you good and held you tight.
What made you turn out this way? I can't believe you have nothing to say.
So I sit here and cry, shaking my head and wondering why ....
All because of you.
Tears rain down my face, my make-up looks so out of place ....
All because of you.
You were my very first son, now everything seems to have come undone ...
All because of you.
I was blind but now I see the truth there right in front of me.
The horror has been told to me and your sister you will never see.
My world may have come undone and it might seem like you won,
especially since your still my son.
So I sit here and cry, shaking my head and wondering why ....
All because of you.
Tears rain down my face, my make-up looks so out of place ....
All because of you.
You were my very first son, now everything seems to have come undone ...
All because of you.
People say time heals all wounds but each time I talk to you,
you rip them open with each word you choice.
It so hard I can barely walk out the door; but the fact is I can not handle more.
So even though my son you will always be, and my heart breaks at the thought of losing thee.
I think the best thing I can do, is close my eyes and say goodbye to you.
All because of you!
Thanks for letting me write this, while I am no song writer it was very therapeutic.
Hello! I have been reading the new entries and think they are so good! It is surprising what can be done with this theme and form. I would love to comment on the new entries, so:
Dayshatw, your work embodied the feeling of regret, in my opinion.
jezebelthenun, your humor here was much appreciated! Your rhyming was great, too.
MusicalPoet, your words really captured the angst of a heartbroken teen, and your use of repetition served to highlight that.
ciane, thank you for the insightful comments! You made me think more about what I meant and felt. Regarding regret, I guess I think that acts I have regretted should be remembered so I do not ever repeat them. I think it is safe to forget things I did not regret. About the writing, I had tried to attach those lines with the punctuation ("...And I'll try to forget that life is never a dream.") but the stanza pattern made that unclear. I was trying to convey that I would like to get that optimism back, some day. Thank you again for your insight.
Catching up...
Jez, love the humor. I think we needed it!
Musical Poet, I see a young person wanting to be noticed. Regretting that others don't notice?
Sky, I do hope that was therapeutic for you.
Ciane it was actually. I a very upset with him right now, as I am sure you can tell in the song. Not because of what you might think, not because of what he did to his sister, but because he refuses to do his sex offenders program.
They are getting ready to kick him out, I just had to intervene less then two weeks ago to beg the judge to give him a few more months before they completely give up on him. He has no remorse, he says he knows he should feel bad because everyone keeps telling him so but he doesn't. The only person he is made at is me for locking him up and choosing "her over him" which is how is sees it all. His doctor says that it is almost like he is broken, that he lacks and sense of remorse and knows right from wrong but only seems to care about his own needs and wants, give no thought to anyone's feelings. He does not feel he is going to do this program and has petitioned to have him sent to Salem - VA till he is 21. I had to stop doing family sessions with him for right now because he would beat me down so bad calling me everything from a bad mother to a horrible person; which is why the last line reads as it does. I hope one day things can change but right now his doctor, and my husband and other kids feel I need to take a break for my own health (you might have read the recent mini heart attack, due to stress).
I'm so sorry, Sky. I'm glad you can find some solace in writing it out. I don't mean to pry, and you definitely don't have to answer, but has the doctor ever mentioned a diagnosis of Antisocial Personality Disorder. It sounds like the behaviors you've mentioned are a fit.
I ask for two reasons. One, I'm a psych major. More importantly, I'm a mom with two difficult kids. My son has a personality disorder (too young to really diagnose) and ADHD, and my daughter is under the blanket "Emotionally Disturbed" diagnosis because she's 5, though they've said everything from "just immature" to "bipolar" in passing.
I too am a Psych major, 9 classes left for BA. And, yes they first said he had a narcissistic personality but now are thinking antisocial which as you know is not good at all ... there is no pill to give to make it better.
My middle son is (ready for all of this) ADHD, OCD, Bi-polar with Acute Mania and Serve Anxiety but even with all of that he is nothing like his brother. He is 16 but more like a 10 year old emotional and mental. He fears people but he has a heart of gold, last summer he jumped in a 15 foot deep pond to save his sister who lost control of her bike and road in - his only though was saving her.
I love all of my kids, even my oldest but it is so very hard to stay strong with all that is going on.
Hello, all. Skymyst, I had not seen your poem and just read it and your other posts. Your writing is so powerful and honest. You seem very strong and I have best wishes in my heart for you and your family.
@ Sky --- I love your song. As always, you know how to reach me, should you want to talk or cry or whatever.
@ Jez (I just like it better than "Jezebel") ---- you have my e-mail too. Again, the offer is extended.
Troubled children are emotionally draining. Notice I said "are" not "can be". There is no "can be". Some days you feel as if they suck everything out of you but, as a mother, you keep trying to reach and fix them. Sometimes, there is no fix.
I say this because I truly believe my youngest son has a bipolar/despressive disorder. There were no signs of it until he was almost 18. Of course, in the State of Pennsylvania, at 18, your child doesn't have to do anything you want. He threatens, when things are bad, to kill himself and there is nothing I can do until he makes and attempt.
My son 21 and a very angry and violent person, at times. He has had several run-ins with the law, a couple that ended with him being locked up for a few months. He dropped out of high school, got tattoos on his face (an everywhere else), hangs with some very suspicious people and, yet, I still love him.
I come from a family where mental illness runs rampant. But for the Grace of God, I and my brother are the only ones who don't have any type of disorder or take any medication for one.
My mom is bipolar and suffers from depression. Her mood swings and radomness are legendary. Two of my sisters are mentally disabled and very violent, one sister is schizophrenic (not the correct term - there's more to it) with multi-personality disorder, bipolar and manic depressive, another sister is suffers from neurosis and anxiety disorder that leads to depression and my baby sister is just depressed. If that's not bad enough, my 17-year old niece was diagnosed with a schizo disorder that includes multiple personalities (when she was 11). She's often uncontrollable and has been institutionalized several times. Some of you know that, in October, one of my nephews hung himself. He suffered from clinical depression.
Living with all that, I've always kept a close eye on my sons. Had either displayed any tendencies, I was prepared to get them help. Unfortuantely, the younger didn't display anything until it was too late for me to intervene.
So, ladies, hold your heads up high. Don't let guilty feelings or self-recriminations get the best of you. I've come to learn that there are some types of "broken" that you cannot fix, no matter how much you wish it. Sometimes, all you can do to keep your own sanity is to love them from afar and pray for the best.
Everyone's poems are amazing! They have been very therapeutic for me to read since I've been having some family issues with my gram and it's been very stressful for me.
ok thank you for letting me know. There is a thread in the first or second page in gift gathering-thank yous & gifting that tells you what the problem is with the gifting.
Thanks for sharing your winnings Ernesa. I'm sorry to hear of your family troubles. You are strong to keep it together through all that.
I decided to scrap my original song because it was just too upsetting, while sometimes writing about sad things can be cathartic, other times it just makes me more sad (I understand that is not the case for everyone, just speaking from my own perspective)
I decided to do a silly sims-regret song instead about the frustration of buying an item right before it goes on sale.
Sim Sale Regrets
Sung to the tune of "Scarborough Faire"
Why oh why'd I buy the ren faire?
Sim stuff sales are stealing my dimes
Right after that was a better sale
Next time I will get the deal right....
Why oh why'd I get those outfits?
Sim stuff sales are stealing my dimes
The compilation's a better fit
Next time I will get the deal right...
Why oh why'd I get those Eps?
Sim stuff sales are stealing my dimes
The very next month they were practically free!
Next time I will get the deal right...
Why oh why'd I go to the store?
Sim stuff sales are stealing my dimes
If I had stayed in I could have saved more!
Next time I will get the deal right...
Why oh why'd I go to sleep?
Sim stuff sales are stealing my dimes
I missed some stuff on the daily deal!
Next time I will....zzzzzzzz
Hello all! Glad to see so many songwriters on this board Here's my entry for the contest along with a link to me actually singing it in the bottom.
BACKSTORY:
This song is about Obi-Wan Kenobi from Star Wars and his relationship with a female Jedi named Siri Tachi (it's from a book). Since attachment is forbidden according to the Jedi Code, they are not able to love or have a relationship, so they must give each other up despite their feelings for one another.
LYRICS:
These crystals glow
Blue, Violet in each of my hands
They make aware
What our consciousness demands
We wonder on this dying ship
Where was our courage to admit....
Whatever happens,
I'll remember this.
I will never leave you
But I have to give you up
Currents rise between our fingers
At the feeling of your touch
There will be no future
When their eyes are watching us
They will never let me love you
So I have to give you up
I have to give you up
We sacrifice
And train ourselves to not look back
Shut off our past
Ignore emotions, don't react
We'll learn to live with this regret
Yet I can't make myself forget
Whatever happens,
I'll remember this
I will never leave you
But I have to give you up
Currents rise between our fingers
At the feeling of your touch
There will be no future
When their eyes are watching us
They will never let me love you
So I have to give you up
Isn't this funny?
Isn't this the strangest thing?
This realization...
What would we have been?
Should you choose to share your winnings, I thought I should mention that I have updated my WL to make it more accessible. Obviously however I am not expectant of anyone's generosity. That is your own prerogative.
You can expect my entry tonight (so long as I find some inspiration... I'm hoping that enjoying my local countryside will stir up something!)
Omg! I just saw this now. Thank you so much for sharing your winnings with us ErnesaT! That's very kind of you. ^-^
Sadly though, I just completed that set so the dress is no longer on my wishlist.
If it's okay with you, I added a 75 sp dress, Little Lady, as number 3 on my list. It matches the price of the item you wanted given. I want to try and complete the Live, Laugh, Love set so I can try to get the cinema venue set for free.
And yes, we can gift during the sale! You just have to gift via the 1-3 items on the My Page instead of going to the wishlist.
I'm still thinking of what to do for my song...
Also, I am sorry for your troubles Ernesa and Sky. It's always sad when a relative has mental issues and we can't help them other than just being there and trying to give them the treatment they need.
ErnesaT: Thank you so much! I am very surprised! I did not expect that at all! I have wanted that ponytail for ages - I wear one like it practically every day
You are very generous and I thank you sincerely. I think your spirit must be very strong and true and hope very much that your life contains much joy to help balance your struggles with your family.
Thanks for sharing your winnings Ernesa. I'm sorry to hear of your family troubles. You are strong to keep it together through all that.
I decided to scrap my original song because it was just too upsetting, while sometimes writing about sad things can be cathartic, other times it just makes me more sad (I understand that is not the case for everyone, just speaking from my own perspective)
I decided to do a silly sims-regret song instead about the frustration of buying an item right before it goes on sale.
Sim Sale Regrets
Sung to the tune of "Scarborough Faire"
Why oh why'd I buy the ren faire?
Sim stuff sales are stealing my dimes
Right after that was a better sale
Next time I will get the deal right....
Why oh why'd I get those outfits?
Sim stuff sales are stealing my dimes
The compilation's a better fit
Next time I will get the deal right...
Why oh why'd I get those Eps?
Sim stuff sales are stealing my dimes
The very next month they were practically free!
Next time I will get the deal right...
Why oh why'd I go to the store?
Sim stuff sales are stealing my dimes
If I had stayed in I could have saved more!
Next time I will get the deal right...
Why oh why'd I go to sleep?
Sim stuff sales are stealing my dimes
I missed some stuff on the daily deal!
Next time I will....zzzzzzzz
Totally my favorite :!: I wrote a lot of Ren fair songs in my day, that ROCKS.
What do I put for a signature once I have been gifted so much that I own The Store? anybody? Bueller?
Totally my favorite :!: I wrote a lot of Ren fair songs in my day, that ROCKS.
Thank you, I'm glad it made you smile.
I love Scarborough faire it's one of my favourite songs and medieval music in general and with the ren faire (true story by the way haha) it seemed a natural fit.
I think I've made it just in the nick of time! I must admit I was not looking forward to writing a song at all, but a sudden moment of inspiration turned it into something really rather fun to write, and amusing! I'm also pretty proud I managed to fit the theme in here... just!
If you want an idea of the vocal melody, listen to this song – especially the longer lyrical phrases in the first two verses.
Some of the words you have to really force into the meter, but that's the point of the song. It's a bit of a parody if I'm honest, so take it in the spirit it was written.
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—Hippopotomonstrosesquipedaliophobia*
There's nothing deep to say about
Those acting haughty and profound
So please refrain from being twee
Your prose is obfuscatory
I'm not impressed, I do detest
So if you'd cease at my behest
Just say things simply for a change
And your lexicon rearrange
Confusion most unfortunate
Can cause greatest befuddlement
So any pleasantries eschew
I really don't comprendez-vous!
Your words are terribly abstruse
I'm nearly finished tying this noose
So cease before you cause upset
And speak something you might regret!
There's nothing deep to say about
Those acting haughty and profound
So please refrain from being twee
Your prose is obfuscatory
I'm not impressed, I do detest
So if you'd cease at my behest
Just say things simply for a change
And your lexicon rearrange
Communication's easier
And yes, you might sound sleazier
But long words make me queasier
It's almost synaesthesia
You could say it's a phobia
Comprehension's my ambrosia
I don't intend to sound austere
Oh please, good man do be a dear!
Confusion most unfortunate
Can cause greatest befuddlement
So any pleasantries eschew
I really don't comprendez-vous!
Your words are terribly abstruse
I'm nearly finished tying this noose
So cease before you cause upset
And speak something you might regret!
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Bklyn, I don't really understand the "No regrets and I'll try to forget"...
as it seems (to me) if you don't regret something, there is no need to forget.
But, I really like the rhyme and repeat.
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I went for an attempt at humor with this one. It's in a country style, and by the end you'll see why it's fitting.
Dear _____ (To Her Regret)
Dear person I awoke to this morning
I know that this comes without warning
It’s a darn cryin’ shame
Can’t remember your name
And your finger I won’t be adorning
Well maybe I’m kind of a phony
Made you think about sweet matrimony
Now I can’t help a’thinkin’
it was due to the drinkin’
But I’m tellin’ you now it’s bologna
Well you seem like a fine little catch
Though I only remember you sleepin’
And I’m sure you’ll be findin’ your match
As for me, from your house I’m a’creepin’
I don’t mean to come off as surly
I’m sure that you’re some kind’a girly
But I’m not one for stayin’
I am known for my strayin’
You can just ask my wife, Bashful Shirley
I’m sure this is nothing to mention
But I happened to just cash my pension
and I can’t find my wallet
You know, let’s just call it
a trade for your “tender” attention
Alone
Alone...so alone.
Overlooked...
Forgotten.
Trapped in a vice,
So tight,
I can't breathe.
Invisible to the world.
(Nobody...nobody can see me)
A chameleon blending in with the walls.
(Nobody...nobody can feel me)
Doomed to be excluded.
(Alone...alone for eternity)
Images flash before me...
Your face, your smile...
...Your eyes seeing right through me.
I want you...I need you.
I reach out my hand...
But you're walking away.
Invisible to the world.
(Nobody...nobody can see me)
A chameleon blending in with the walls.
(Nobody...nobody can feel me)
Doomed to be excluded.
(Alone...alone for eternity)
My heart is breaking.
A broken whisper lingers on my lips.
"Don't....
Don't forget me...
Don't leave me trapped here..."
...You're gone...
Invisible to the world.
(Nobody...nobody can see me)
A chameleon blending in with the walls.
(Nobody...nobody can feel me)
Doomed to be excluded.
(Alone...alone for eternity)
This first entry will should make a lot of sense to you Blythe. Some of the rest of you may know from my post before about catching my oldest son sexual abusing my young daughter. The is about that day and the horrors I have learned since then.
Shattered Soul
By: Skymyst
A Mother's Day surprise happened when I caught you near sunrise.
My world shatters as the truth showed in your eyes.
How could it all be true? What was it inside of you?
I thought I did everything right, raised you good and held you tight.
What made you turn out this way? I can't believe you have nothing to say.
So I sit here and cry, shaking my head and wondering why ....
All because of you.
Tears rain down my face, my make-up looks so out of place ....
All because of you.
You were my very first son, now everything seems to have come undone ...
All because of you.
I was blind but now I see the truth there right in front of me.
The horror has been told to me and your sister you will never see.
My world may have come undone and it might seem like you won,
especially since your still my son.
So I sit here and cry, shaking my head and wondering why ....
All because of you.
Tears rain down my face, my make-up looks so out of place ....
All because of you.
You were my very first son, now everything seems to have come undone ...
All because of you.
People say time heals all wounds but each time I talk to you,
you rip them open with each word you choice.
It so hard I can barely walk out the door; but the fact is I can not handle more.
So even though my son you will always be, and my heart breaks at the thought of losing thee.
I think the best thing I can do, is close my eyes and say goodbye to you.
All because of you!
Thanks for letting me write this, while I am no song writer it was very therapeutic.
Dayshatw, your work embodied the feeling of regret, in my opinion.
jezebelthenun, your humor here was much appreciated! Your rhyming was great, too.
MusicalPoet, your words really captured the angst of a heartbroken teen, and your use of repetition served to highlight that.
ciane, thank you for the insightful comments! You made me think more about what I meant and felt. Regarding regret, I guess I think that acts I have regretted should be remembered so I do not ever repeat them. I think it is safe to forget things I did not regret. About the writing, I had tried to attach those lines with the punctuation ("...And I'll try to forget that life is never a dream.") but the stanza pattern made that unclear. I was trying to convey that I would like to get that optimism back, some day. Thank you again for your insight.
Jez, love the humor. I think we needed it!
Musical Poet, I see a young person wanting to be noticed. Regretting that others don't notice?
Sky, I do hope that was therapeutic for you.
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They are getting ready to kick him out, I just had to intervene less then two weeks ago to beg the judge to give him a few more months before they completely give up on him. He has no remorse, he says he knows he should feel bad because everyone keeps telling him so but he doesn't. The only person he is made at is me for locking him up and choosing "her over him" which is how is sees it all. His doctor says that it is almost like he is broken, that he lacks and sense of remorse and knows right from wrong but only seems to care about his own needs and wants, give no thought to anyone's feelings. He does not feel he is going to do this program and has petitioned to have him sent to Salem - VA till he is 21. I had to stop doing family sessions with him for right now because he would beat me down so bad calling me everything from a bad mother to a horrible person; which is why the last line reads as it does. I hope one day things can change but right now his doctor, and my husband and other kids feel I need to take a break for my own health (you might have read the recent mini heart attack, due to stress).
I ask for two reasons. One, I'm a psych major. More importantly, I'm a mom with two difficult kids. My son has a personality disorder (too young to really diagnose) and ADHD, and my daughter is under the blanket "Emotionally Disturbed" diagnosis because she's 5, though they've said everything from "just immature" to "bipolar" in passing.
My middle son is (ready for all of this) ADHD, OCD, Bi-polar with Acute Mania and Serve Anxiety but even with all of that he is nothing like his brother. He is 16 but more like a 10 year old emotional and mental. He fears people but he has a heart of gold, last summer he jumped in a 15 foot deep pond to save his sister who lost control of her bike and road in - his only though was saving her.
I love all of my kids, even my oldest but it is so very hard to stay strong with all that is going on.
@ Jez (I just like it better than "Jezebel") ---- you have my e-mail too. Again, the offer is extended.
Troubled children are emotionally draining. Notice I said "are" not "can be". There is no "can be". Some days you feel as if they suck everything out of you but, as a mother, you keep trying to reach and fix them. Sometimes, there is no fix.
I say this because I truly believe my youngest son has a bipolar/despressive disorder. There were no signs of it until he was almost 18. Of course, in the State of Pennsylvania, at 18, your child doesn't have to do anything you want. He threatens, when things are bad, to kill himself and there is nothing I can do until he makes and attempt.
My son 21 and a very angry and violent person, at times. He has had several run-ins with the law, a couple that ended with him being locked up for a few months. He dropped out of high school, got tattoos on his face (an everywhere else), hangs with some very suspicious people and, yet, I still love him.
I come from a family where mental illness runs rampant. But for the Grace of God, I and my brother are the only ones who don't have any type of disorder or take any medication for one.
My mom is bipolar and suffers from depression. Her mood swings and radomness are legendary. Two of my sisters are mentally disabled and very violent, one sister is schizophrenic (not the correct term - there's more to it) with multi-personality disorder, bipolar and manic depressive, another sister is suffers from neurosis and anxiety disorder that leads to depression and my baby sister is just depressed. If that's not bad enough, my 17-year old niece was diagnosed with a schizo disorder that includes multiple personalities (when she was 11). She's often uncontrollable and has been institutionalized several times. Some of you know that, in October, one of my nephews hung himself. He suffered from clinical depression.
Living with all that, I've always kept a close eye on my sons. Had either displayed any tendencies, I was prepared to get them help. Unfortuantely, the younger didn't display anything until it was too late for me to intervene.
So, ladies, hold your heads up high. Don't let guilty feelings or self-recriminations get the best of you. I've come to learn that there are some types of "broken" that you cannot fix, no matter how much you wish it. Sometimes, all you can do to keep your own sanity is to love them from afar and pray for the best.
Why won't you understand? (Regret):
If only you knew,
How much pain I've been through,
You'd understand,
Why, oh why,
I hurt you soooooo...
Why won't you understand?
That I am hard to understand,
Instead of making stories,
Listen to my heart beat,
Regret, regret, regret...
All those cold empty nights,
Thinking 'bout you,
With a headache,
And a broken heart,
I lay there missing you...
Why won't you understand?
That I am hard to understand,
Instead of making stories,
Listen to my heart beat,
Regret, regret, regret...
If only we could rewind,
To the day you saw me,
With another guy,
It was a mistake,
And I love you...
Why won't you understand?
That I am hard to understand,
Instead of making stories,
Listen to my heart beat,
Regret, regret, regret...
Remember all those times,
The good and the bad,
So young and carefree,
All was better,
When we were together...
Why won't you understand?
That I am hard to understand,
Instead of making stories,
Listen to my heart beat,
Regret, regret, regret...
Now I'm stuck,
With a heavy heart,
And a fistful of letters,
Reminding me,
About my regret...
Regret, regret, regret...
Thanks again everyone. This was a great week of poetry.
@ Blythe... I'd like to distribute the points as follows:
Thelessy #81 - Bound Up Bows
CoffeFreak4Life #20 - Sideswept Hair
ForeverFranconia #132 - Spikey and Suave for Boys
mjdrgnpt #20 - Elegance Style
Skelda #1 Chorus Girl Curl
ElementDragon #26, 27 & 28 victorian kerosene lamp, wall lamp and exquisite ceiling light
MizoreYukii #6 - Ruffles! Dress
BklynbkbPlayer #2 Dramatic Ponytail
Fleera #18 Magical Double Bed
Jezebelthenun #3 & 4 Edwardian Expressions Stove and Over the Oven Flume
liliacbubbles #41 - Fairy Folk Slumber]
Goddess0676sm #1 simple idea lantern
JediAriel #2 Long Hair with Veil]
Edit: Wibble and PurpleAthenaOwl have only sets. Everyone else has no wl.
Just wanted to let you know that I updated my WL earlier today and the above is incorrect.
I will gift you later because the store won't let me gift right now.
I decided to scrap my original song because it was just too upsetting, while sometimes writing about sad things can be cathartic, other times it just makes me more sad (I understand that is not the case for everyone, just speaking from my own perspective)
I decided to do a silly sims-regret song instead about the frustration of buying an item right before it goes on sale.
Sim Sale Regrets
Sung to the tune of "Scarborough Faire"
Why oh why'd I buy the ren faire?
Sim stuff sales are stealing my dimes
Right after that was a better sale
Next time I will get the deal right....
Why oh why'd I get those outfits?
Sim stuff sales are stealing my dimes
The compilation's a better fit
Next time I will get the deal right...
Why oh why'd I get those Eps?
Sim stuff sales are stealing my dimes
The very next month they were practically free!
Next time I will get the deal right...
Why oh why'd I go to the store?
Sim stuff sales are stealing my dimes
If I had stayed in I could have saved more!
Next time I will get the deal right...
Why oh why'd I go to sleep?
Sim stuff sales are stealing my dimes
I missed some stuff on the daily deal!
Next time I will....zzzzzzzz
BACKSTORY:
This song is about Obi-Wan Kenobi from Star Wars and his relationship with a female Jedi named Siri Tachi (it's from a book). Since attachment is forbidden according to the Jedi Code, they are not able to love or have a relationship, so they must give each other up despite their feelings for one another.
LYRICS:
These crystals glow
Blue, Violet in each of my hands
They make aware
What our consciousness demands
We wonder on this dying ship
Where was our courage to admit....
Whatever happens,
I'll remember this.
I will never leave you
But I have to give you up
Currents rise between our fingers
At the feeling of your touch
There will be no future
When their eyes are watching us
They will never let me love you
So I have to give you up
I have to give you up
We sacrifice
And train ourselves to not look back
Shut off our past
Ignore emotions, don't react
We'll learn to live with this regret
Yet I can't make myself forget
Whatever happens,
I'll remember this
I will never leave you
But I have to give you up
Currents rise between our fingers
At the feeling of your touch
There will be no future
When their eyes are watching us
They will never let me love you
So I have to give you up
Isn't this funny?
Isn't this the strangest thing?
This realization...
What would we have been?
And here's a link to me singing the song! Hope you enjoy.
Keys
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JoLeNE0oodE
Woohoo (Is All I wanna Do)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C68qOEl4Elo
Should you choose to share your winnings, I thought I should mention that I have updated my WL to make it more accessible. Obviously however I am not expectant of anyone's generosity. That is your own prerogative.
You can expect my entry tonight (so long as I find some inspiration... I'm hoping that enjoying my local countryside will stir up something!)
Thanks.
Sadly though, I just completed that set so the dress is no longer on my wishlist.
If it's okay with you, I added a 75 sp dress, Little Lady, as number 3 on my list. It matches the price of the item you wanted given. I want to try and complete the Live, Laugh, Love set so I can try to get the cinema venue set for free.
And yes, we can gift during the sale! You just have to gift via the 1-3 items on the My Page instead of going to the wishlist.
I'm still thinking of what to do for my song...
Also, I am sorry for your troubles Ernesa and Sky. It's always sad when a relative has mental issues and we can't help them other than just being there and trying to give them the treatment they need.
You are very generous and I thank you sincerely. I think your spirit must be very strong and true and hope very much that your life contains much joy to help balance your struggles with your family.
Very best wishes and thank you again.
Thank you, I'm glad it made you smile.
I love Scarborough faire it's one of my favourite songs and medieval music in general and with the ren faire (true story by the way haha) it seemed a natural fit.
Just heard a lovely version of it the other day here:
If you want an idea of the vocal melody, listen to this song – especially the longer lyrical phrases in the first two verses.
Some of the words you have to really force into the meter, but that's the point of the song. It's a bit of a parody if I'm honest, so take it in the spirit it was written.
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—Hippopotomonstrosesquipedaliophobia*
There's nothing deep to say about
Those acting haughty and profound
So please refrain from being twee
Your prose is obfuscatory
I'm not impressed, I do detest
So if you'd cease at my behest
Just say things simply for a change
And your lexicon rearrange
Confusion most unfortunate
Can cause greatest befuddlement
So any pleasantries eschew
I really don't comprendez-vous!
Your words are terribly abstruse
I'm nearly finished tying this noose
So cease before you cause upset
And speak something you might regret!
There's nothing deep to say about
Those acting haughty and profound
So please refrain from being twee
Your prose is obfuscatory
I'm not impressed, I do detest
So if you'd cease at my behest
Just say things simply for a change
And your lexicon rearrange
Communication's easier
And yes, you might sound sleazier
But long words make me queasier
It's almost synaesthesia
You could say it's a phobia
Comprehension's my ambrosia
I don't intend to sound austere
Oh please, good man do be a dear!
Confusion most unfortunate
Can cause greatest befuddlement
So any pleasantries eschew
I really don't comprendez-vous!
Your words are terribly abstruse
I'm nearly finished tying this noose
So cease before you cause upset
And speak something you might regret!
•••
*"Fear of long words".