True Colors (Cyndi Lauper)

True Colors
Cyndi Lauper


You with the sad eyes
don't be discouraged
oh I realize
it's hard to take courage
in a world full of people
you can lose sight of it all
and the darkness inside you
can make you fell so small

But I see your true colors
shining through
I see your true colors
and that's why I love you
so don't be afraid to let them show
your true colors
true colors are beautiful
like a rainbow

Show me a smile then
don't be unhappy, can't remember
when I last saw you laughing
if this world makes you crazy
and you've taken all you can bear
you call me up
because you know I'll be there

And I'll see your true colors
shining through
I see your true colors
and that's why I love you
so don't be afraid to let them show
your true colors
true colors are beautiful
like a rainbow

I'm sick

I'm sick inside.
My mind is trapped outside.
Who am I?
No sense was left.
What to tell, from hell?
I'm suffocated.

The new hopes I was given is fading again.
If I demmand you a decision, what would it be?

To Solitude, by Alice Cary

To Solitude
Alice Cary

I am weary of the working,
Weary of the long day’s heat;
To thy comfortable bosom,
Wilt thou take me, spirit sweet?

Weary of the long, blind struggle
For a pathway bright and high,—
Weary of the dimly dying
Hopes that never quite all die.

Weary searching a bad cipher
For a good that must be meant;
Discontent with being weary,—
Weary with my discontent.

I am weary of the trusting
Where my trusts but torments prove;
Wilt thou keep faith with me? wilt thou
Be my true and tender love?

I am weary drifting, driving
Like a helmless bark at sea;
Kindly, comfortable spirit,
Wilt thou give thyself to me?

Give thy birds to sing me sonnets?
Give thy winds my cheeks to kiss?
And thy mossy rocks to stand for
The memorials of our bliss?

I in reverence will hold thee,
Never vexed with jealous ills,
Though thy wild and wimpling waters
Wind about a thousand hills.

Source: American Poetry: The Nineteenth Century (The Library of America, 1993)
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Vocabulary:

weary of: bored with something because you have experienced too much of it.
bosom: the front of a person's chest, especially when thought of as the centre of human feelings.
dimly: not likely to succeed.
cipher: a system of writing that prevents most people from understanding the message; a code.
drift: to move slowly, especially as a result of outside forces, with no control over direction.
bark: the hard outer covering of a tree.
moss: a very small green or yellow plant that grows especially in wet earth or on rocks, walls and tree trunks.
vexed: difficult to deal with and causing a lot of disagreement and argument.
wimple: to cause to ripple.

Mr. Brightside (The Killers)

I'm coming out of my cage
And I've been doing just fine
Gotta gotta be down
Because I want it all

It started out with a kiss
How did it end up like this?
It was only a kiss
It was only a kiss

Now I'm falling asleep
And she's calling a cab
While he's having a smoke
And she's taking a drag

Now they're going to bed
And my stomach is sick
And it's all in my head

But she's touching his chest now
He takes off her dress now
Let me go

And I just can't look it's killing me
And taking control

Jealousy, turning saints into the sea
Swimming through sick lullabies
Choking on your alibis

But it's just the price I pay
Destiny is calling me
Open up my eager eyes
'Cause I'm Mr. Brightside

I'm coming out of my cage
And I've been doing just fine
Gotta gotta be down
Because I want it all

It started out with a kiss
How did it end up like this?
It was only a kiss
It was only a kiss

Now I'm falling asleep
And she's calling a cab
While he's having a smoke
And she's taking a drag

Now they're going to bed
And my stomach is sick
And it's all in my head

But she's touching his chest now
He takes off her dress now
Let me go

'Cause I just can't look it's killing me
And taking control

Jealousy, turning saints into the sea
Swimming through sick lullabies
Choking on your alibis

But it's just the price I pay
Destiny is calling me
Open up my eager eyes
'Cause I'm Mr. Brightside

I never
I never
I never
I never

Mood

I try to not be, but I'm so sad today...

Busy and dilemmatic

Ahhh... I've had such a full week! Movies on wednesday, birthday party on thursday and sunday and project all along. And classes start again tomorrow.

Other than that, I've been thinking about what decision to take. If I just knew what each of my decisions would lead me into...