Through the pain and struggle, you've emerged anew,
But there's a longing in my heart for the man you never knew.
Oh, I mourn the girl you used to be,
In her eyes, a world of possibility,
But you've grown and changed, and I'm learning to see,
The strength in embracing who you're meant to be.
Whispers of the past echo in my mind,
The struggles and the battles you've left behind,
But you carry the scars, a testament to your fight,
For the girl you once were, and the man I am tonight
I'm mourning the girl I left behind,
The innocence and dreams that were once yours,
Through the pain and struggle, you've emerged anew,
But there's a longing in my heart for the man you never knew.
Oh, I mourn the girl you used to be,
In her eyes, a world of possibility,
But you've grown and changed, and I'm learning to see,
The strength in embracing who you're meant to be.
In the ashes of the past, you rise up strong,
A phoenix of my own, finding where your belong,
Though i mourn the girl you used to be,
I'm grateful for the man I've come to see.
Oh, I mourn the girl you used to be,
In her eyes, a world of possibility,
But you've grown and changed, and I'm learning to see,
The strength in embracing who you're meant to be.
I'll sing this song of mourning, let my heart be heard,
For the girl I've lost, and the man I've become
Embracing my truth, you'll spread my wings and fly,
No longer mourning, but celebrating who you are.
His voice, unprocessed, was like raw honey. It was so smooth and rich but had this raspy depth to it. The song was more meaningful. It held a message in the palm of its hand. He stopped before looking up at me, eyes trying to figure out what I thought. It was...
Good?
Not like the cookie-cutter mess of Dilemma. This one felt more real. Rooted somewhere deeply.
"I liked that," I complimented. He smiled. "Was that a Dilemma demo that didn't make the cut?"
"Just me," he revealed. "The label would never allow us to record it. It's too... real. Fairouz doesn't allow me to write anything."
He huffed. "But your name is on the credits?"
"Everything is ghostwritten," Andre revealed with a sigh. "Other people get paid a lot of money to write it, and my name gets slapped onto it. I've never written a note on any of our songs."
"But you're so good," I insisted.
"All of our fanbase are teenagers," Andre explained. "Apparently Fairouz thinks they're all too dumb to grasp anything further than a goddamn four-chord melody and cheesy lyrics."
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You and Me (Plus Everyone In Between Us)
Teen Fiction17-almost-18-year-old Ezra Thompson is tired of two things. First, is constant chatter about Dilemma, an all-boy rock band, led by the supposedly-dreamy frontman Andre Robinson that somehow has a universal grip on every teenager in the world. Person...
