I thought I would post a song that I've written here because it is ASD related
I know I could have done a better job...guitar playing wise...or if I lost a guitar and just sang... or had a band ...or practiced singing more...or... doesn't matter btw you might want to reduce the volume a little
here're the lyrics:
"I've never waited for someone who understands the way
I feel, the way I see the world every single day
I've never hoped to meet somebody who knows the reason
So why I'm talking to you? There's nothing to say.
I'm looking back at my life and I'm not sure how long
I'll be trying to figure out what's going on
I have no answers, have no hope, no expectations
Just dozen voices around "you're wrong, you're wrong"
Maybe, one day
My life will not depend on
Distorted mind
But somehow
It seems that it's meant to be
Sometimes we scream
We want to change, to be different
But what if in all those obstacles
There's more than we see
Misdiagnosed, untreated, misunderstood and broke
Where's that missing fire that's filled my life with smoke
I'm not quite certain what I'm doing any more
Where am I going and what am I looking for?
----
What am I looking for? What am I fighting for?
Well?I don't want to fight, no more".
(c) Liudmila Maksimovskaya "NIKOXXII" 2011. All rights reserved
I know I could have done a better job...guitar playing wise...or if I lost a guitar and just sang... or had a band ...or practiced singing more...or... doesn't matter btw you might want to reduce the volume a little
here're the lyrics:
"I've never waited for someone who understands the way
I feel, the way I see the world every single day
I've never hoped to meet somebody who knows the reason
So why I'm talking to you? There's nothing to say.
I'm looking back at my life and I'm not sure how long
I'll be trying to figure out what's going on
I have no answers, have no hope, no expectations
Just dozen voices around "you're wrong, you're wrong"
Maybe, one day
My life will not depend on
Distorted mind
But somehow
It seems that it's meant to be
Sometimes we scream
We want to change, to be different
But what if in all those obstacles
There's more than we see
Misdiagnosed, untreated, misunderstood and broke
Where's that missing fire that's filled my life with smoke
I'm not quite certain what I'm doing any more
Where am I going and what am I looking for?
----
What am I looking for? What am I fighting for?
Well?I don't want to fight, no more".
(c) Liudmila Maksimovskaya "NIKOXXII" 2011. All rights reserved
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