Motel – Meg Myers

You’re weak, broken in a motel
You blink, tears are falling down, down, down
And you’re free, free inside your own hell
You speak, “Someone let me out”

And I can’t stop this pain it only grows
Tell me why I always feel alone
And I can’t fight this feeling anymore
Show me what I’m really living for

I wanna love, wanna live, wanna breathe, wanna give, wanna
But it’s hard and it’s dark and we’re doomed from the start
I wanna love, wanna live, wanna breathe, wanna give, wanna
But it’s hard and it’s dark and we’re falling apart

Your dreams, slowly turn against you
Your feet, sink into the ground
And you bleed, naked in a back room
You scream, “Someone let me out”

And I can’t stop this pain it only grows
Tell me why I always feel alone
And I can’t fight this feeling anymore
Show me what I’m really living for

I wanna love, wanna live, wanna breathe, wanna give, wanna
But it’s hard and it’s dark and we’re doomed from the start
I wanna love, wanna live, wanna breathe, wanna give, wanna
But it’s hard and it’s dark and we’re falling apart

“How come most of your songs are sad songs?”
“Well you know, I don’t, I have a few that aren’t sad
They’re hopeless, totally hopeless situations
And the rest aren’t sad, they’re just the way it goes, you know
You don’t think life’s sad?
But from recognizing sadness you can put it aside and be happy
And enjoy the happy side of life.”

I wanna love, wanna live, wanna breathe, wanna give, wanna
But it’s hard and it’s dark and we’re doomed from the start
I wanna love, wanna live, wanna breathe, wanna give, wanna
But it’s hard and it’s dark and we’re falling apart

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Author: thesecretaspieblog

I am more than my diagnoses, I am more than my past. I defy anyone to put me in a box and label who and what I am. I am exceptional. I am unique and so are you. Strive for the stars and you shall paint the world around you with ecstasy, laughter and empathy. Show compassion for those less fortunate. Do not forget the lost ones. Stand up for human rights and social justice. I have been labelled Autistic by therapists, I have been labelled with Multiple Personality Disorder by psychiatrists. On Fetlife I am labelled an Owner, a Cuckoldress and a Mistress. Labels do not define who you are but give others an idea of what you are and that is all. Be more than just a label.

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