I've been so out of sorts these last two weeks. I'm happy about another semester gone by, but I have been in despair about another 4 months wasted doing something I hate and wishing to be working on what I want.
I started listening to all of my older music collection and I fell back in love with this song: "We Cry" by The Script.
I legit just found out write now that "We Cry" came out on the same day "The Man Who Can't Be Moved" came out and I found this song a smooth four years after I discovered The Script. I feel ashamed to call myself a fan.
Anyways, this song always make me think about people who have so much potential but because of life or circumstance they cannot fulfil that potential and be/do all the good they thought they wanted to do. This week when I listened to this song again I fell into a deep sadness because I feel like I'm wasting time again. Wasting my money. Wasting my angry, my effort, my creativity. To be honest, I've been thinking about writing a nice poem about all I've been feeling instead but I got so afraid to put pen to pad. I feel like there is literally no room to be contemplative anymore. There is no more space to be free. I can't wait to fucking graduate. I want to help so many of my people and start a lot of good projects, but I'm just stuck and stagnant. It is also typical for your Hooyo to show people doing such cool things that you could have have done better and then get mad when you get depressed. Ugh!
Prayers for my soul,
Asma
[P.S. Check this out. Tell me how I don't have the right to be a little bit depressed when this guy is doing more for Somaliland than I could have done in the last four years. Honestly, these kids are so beautiful and talented and smart and so accomplished and I wish them all of the best and so happiness and success in everything they want to do in the future for Somaliland, but I selfishly wish it was me they were thanking. AHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!]
I started listening to all of my older music collection and I fell back in love with this song: "We Cry" by The Script.
Read the lyrics here (lovely and depressing):
Together we cry
Together we cry
Jenny was a poor girl, living in a rich world
Named her baby hope when she was just 14
She was hoping for a better world for this little girl
But the apple doesn't fall too far from the tree
When she gets that call, Hope's too far gone
Her baby's on the way, with nothing left inside
Together We Cry
What about the John Play, could have gone the whole way
Lighting up the stage tryna get a deal
Now he's lighting up the wrong way, something for the pain
Man you wanna see this kid he was so fuckin' unreal
When he gets that call, he's too far gone
Can't get it together to sing one song
And they won't hear tonight the words of a lullaby
Together We Cry [X4]
Mary's ambition, she wants to be a politician
She's been dreaming about it since she was a girl
She thought, that she'd be the one who could change the world
Always tryna pave the way for women in a man's world
But life happened, house, kids, two cars, husband hits the jar,
Checks that don't go very far now
Now she ain't making changes, she keeps her mind on her wages
The only rattling cages are her own
Together We Cry [X4]
There's so much sad gonna flood the ocean
We're all in tears for a world that's broken
Together We Cry
There comes a time when every bird has to fly
At some point every rose has to die
It's hard to let your children go, leave home, where they go, who knows?
Gettin' drunk, gettin' stoned all alone
Teach a man to fish, feed a man for life
Show your kids the truth, and hope they never lie
Instead of reading in a letter that they've gone to something better
Bet you're sorry now, I won't be coming home tonight
I'm sick of looking for those heroes in the sky
To teach us how to fly
Together we cry, we cry, we cry
Together We Cry
Together We Cry
there's so much sad gonna flood the ocean
With all the tears from a world that's broken
Together We Cry [4x]
The Script is an Irish band. Not Bono. I heard them when they came out with "The Man Who Can't Be Moved". I caught it when I used to have VH1 Music one early before school. I loved that song so much. I taught my sister it and told everyone around me that there was a new band called The Script. I listened to every following albums. I loved the stories they told within the songs. Always gave me strong visuals. They made it easy for me to transport to a world where I as a character in an Irish film.Together we cry
Jenny was a poor girl, living in a rich world
Named her baby hope when she was just 14
She was hoping for a better world for this little girl
But the apple doesn't fall too far from the tree
When she gets that call, Hope's too far gone
Her baby's on the way, with nothing left inside
Together We Cry
What about the John Play, could have gone the whole way
Lighting up the stage tryna get a deal
Now he's lighting up the wrong way, something for the pain
Man you wanna see this kid he was so fuckin' unreal
When he gets that call, he's too far gone
Can't get it together to sing one song
And they won't hear tonight the words of a lullaby
Together We Cry [X4]
Mary's ambition, she wants to be a politician
She's been dreaming about it since she was a girl
She thought, that she'd be the one who could change the world
Always tryna pave the way for women in a man's world
But life happened, house, kids, two cars, husband hits the jar,
Checks that don't go very far now
Now she ain't making changes, she keeps her mind on her wages
The only rattling cages are her own
Together We Cry [X4]
There's so much sad gonna flood the ocean
We're all in tears for a world that's broken
Together We Cry
There comes a time when every bird has to fly
At some point every rose has to die
It's hard to let your children go, leave home, where they go, who knows?
Gettin' drunk, gettin' stoned all alone
Teach a man to fish, feed a man for life
Show your kids the truth, and hope they never lie
Instead of reading in a letter that they've gone to something better
Bet you're sorry now, I won't be coming home tonight
I'm sick of looking for those heroes in the sky
To teach us how to fly
Together we cry, we cry, we cry
Together We Cry
Together We Cry
there's so much sad gonna flood the ocean
With all the tears from a world that's broken
Together We Cry [4x]
*Lyrics from AZLyrics.com*
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I legit just found out write now that "We Cry" came out on the same day "The Man Who Can't Be Moved" came out and I found this song a smooth four years after I discovered The Script. I feel ashamed to call myself a fan.
Anyways, this song always make me think about people who have so much potential but because of life or circumstance they cannot fulfil that potential and be/do all the good they thought they wanted to do. This week when I listened to this song again I fell into a deep sadness because I feel like I'm wasting time again. Wasting my money. Wasting my angry, my effort, my creativity. To be honest, I've been thinking about writing a nice poem about all I've been feeling instead but I got so afraid to put pen to pad. I feel like there is literally no room to be contemplative anymore. There is no more space to be free. I can't wait to fucking graduate. I want to help so many of my people and start a lot of good projects, but I'm just stuck and stagnant. It is also typical for your Hooyo to show people doing such cool things that you could have have done better and then get mad when you get depressed. Ugh!
Prayers for my soul,
Asma
[P.S. Check this out. Tell me how I don't have the right to be a little bit depressed when this guy is doing more for Somaliland than I could have done in the last four years. Honestly, these kids are so beautiful and talented and smart and so accomplished and I wish them all of the best and so happiness and success in everything they want to do in the future for Somaliland, but I selfishly wish it was me they were thanking. AHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!]
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