Use to Adore
CC BY-NDThis isn't who i was supposed to be
This isn't what i was meant to be
I wasn't meant to be the person to give more than Id ever receive
Just to make someone happy
To make them feel higher than me
Give them the justification
Give me the lack of sophistication
Make me feel little
Just to make them feel a little bigger
While I shrink
They're growing into the version of me that i need to be
I'm giving them the satisfaction of knowing they've won
But i need to be the one that makes my own passion
Follow that direction which leads me to find my own essence
I need to be that which makes me crave my own presence
Stop chasing the people that repress me,
I need to find something that doesn't depress me
I need to be chasing my fears at full speed
Not hiding away from all the things i hear
Dragging my soul along the gravel
Cuts and bruises, opening myself up to the pain
Letting it drain all my drive and motivation
Stop lingering and staling on my contemplation
Starving myself of the success
Strive to be the one who can express
Only through my voice is which i can posses
Power and confidences I don't lack
I just need to find a way to get them back
I like when you underestimate
So I can come back with a clean slate, gold plate
Shiney and new, something hard for you to chew
Now you don't recognize me anymore
different from the person you use to adore
Changed into something you can't ignore
So, see me again today
But I'm not here to play
Your games no longer holding me within the lines during my day
I don't have the patience in me anymore
Like I said, I'm not the person you use to adore
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PersonalThemeAbstract
Deeply personal identity crisis; autobiographical struggle with self-worth and relationships.
SparseMeasureDense
Multiple ideas per line; rapid thematic shifts between self-doubt, empowerment, defiance.
DarkSentimentBright
Starts negative but builds toward empowerment; mixed frustration and determination throughout.
StillEnergyExplosive
Intense, urgent voice with declarative statements and driving rhythm; kinetic intensity high.
MicroLengthEpic
Approximately 47 lines; falls in 31-60 range.
PlainFigurativeOrnamented
Metaphors of shrinking/growing, gravel/bruises, gold plate; some ornate language but also plain declarative.
LyricVoiceDramatic
Pure lyric internal monologue; introspective first-person examining inner conflict directly.
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