#*songs*

Inspired by 7 years by Lukas Graham

Once I was 7 years old, my mama told me go make yourself some friends or you’ll be lonely.

When I was little I had trouble making friends, at my first school, I got bullied for how I acted, I was a little more shy than the other kids, so they assumed because of that I had something wrong with me and that was something to make fun of me for. It was really hard for me to find people who actually wanted to be friends with me, they all just went along with the bullying so that they wouldn’t get made fun of too.

By eleven smoking herb and drinking burning liquor.

By the time I was eleven I got dragged into the wrong crowd at my new school, they were the kids that accepted everyone, very laid back, but also, very pushy. If you were friends with them you had to do whatever they said. We would go home at lunches, smoke, drink, anything like that, and if you didn’t, you’d get kicked out of the group, and getting kicked out of a group like that would be a downfall. I stayed with that group until I was about sixteen, when I was trying to better myself. I wanted to try hard in school, I wanted to make friends that actually liked me as a person, not people that were there for smoke buddies.

Once I was twenty years old, my story got told, I was writing about everything I saw before me.

When I reached about age twenty, I started seeing the creative side of life, writing stories, playing music, making art of any kind. I decided to start singing and learning how to play the piano, the piano was always such a beautiful instrument to me, but because of how I was conditioned to think by other people, I never liked it, I never gave it a second thought. But now I love it even more and have respect for so many people that know how to play it and know how to just create a song using them. I have never been much for singing or songwriting either, but I slowly decided, that’s what I wanted to do. I realize how much I can show emotion through music, sometimes without even in a way showing it.

Soon we’ll be thirty years old, our songs have been sold, we’ve traveled around the world, but we’re still roaming.

inspired by Overwhelming by Jon Bellion

By Caprice Morra

Yeah I got a hot one, she don’t want a problem if there’s not one, but people come around and try some stupid shit to start one.

I looked at him from across the room, admiring every aspect of his face, looking at his deep brown eyes, to the freckles that sit on his nose, to his lips, and to everything else, I was so in love with him it was unbelievable, I was so blessed to be dating someone like Ryland. The class seating plan had made sure to put us the furthest away from each other we could possibly be, which apparently meant that, he was a free-for-all for all the other girls in the class, but this one girl in particular, Sylvia Mansir, who just seemed too comfortable with flaunting and flirting with him, I walked over to his desk and made it known that I saw what she was doing, giving her raised eyebrows and a twisted smile. I think from that she understood, that we didn’t have a problem here, and that she should move along, Ryland laughed as I gave him a quick peck walking back to my desk waiting for the end of this class.

There is a potion in your lips so sweet I’d died, there is an ocean in your hips, so deep, i’d die. I hear an opus when we kiss that completes my life, yeah I think I got one, everything about her is so overwhelming.

As the bell rang, signaling the end of school, I met up with him at the main doors closest to where he parked his car, “ wow look at that hot chick over there” he said to one of his friends he was walking over with “ do you think I’d ever have a chance with her” I smiled as I hit him on the arm, he said bye to who he was talking to and we walked out to his car, “ where do you want to adventure to today “, he said cheesy stuff like that all the time but It just added to my feelings for him, I decided to go to a park by my old elementary school, our adventures ranged from fancy restaurants to stuff like this, and I could not be more pleased by it. We were acting like children, climbing on the monkey bars, he was pushing me on the swing, and eventually we ended up lying in the grass, just cloud gazing. Out of nowhere I decided to blurt out “ I’m so in love with you, you give me an unbelievable feeling inside, and it just overwhelms my emotions, and I just don’t know what to do about it”, and the way I said it made it sound like I was yelling at him for how I felt, and in a way, I was, he was the reason I was feeling like this, but I meant it in the most sincere, loving way. I looked over at him, and he was studying my face, trying to think of what to say. “ I feel like that everyday”, he started, “I’m so lucky I have you in my life, you make me so happy, you make me feel like a better person, and I can’t imagine myself falling for someone else as hard as I fell for you”

inspired by paparazzi by Lady Gaga

We are the crowd, we’re coming out, got my fash on it’s true, need that picture of you, it’s so magical, we’d be so fantastical.

I was awoken by loud voices and a lot of commotion coming from outside my bedroom window. I rubbed my eyes, placing my feet on the cold floor, trying to peek out my window, I saw a moving truck and a few men helping lift boxes and furniture out of the truck and into the house across the street. I kept watching for a little bit, until I saw one boy, he looked about my age, he was wearing ripped jeans and a loose fitting band t-shirt, he had messy hair, but it was still cute, I looked away after realizing I was staring for way too long. I walked back to my bed, sat down, and grabbed my phone, contemplating taking a picture to send to my friends or not. “It’s alright, people do it all the time, it’s not weird right”, I said to myself trying to convince myself that it was okay. I walked back to the window and saw him walking out of the moving truck, box in hand, I turned my camera on my phone on and snapped a quick picture, and sent it to my friend with a text reading, “I got woken up with a good view today” laughing to myself before putting my phone down and making myself look decent before going to welcome the boy to the neighbourhood. I walked across the street to the house, seeing him carrying another box up to the house, “ You look like you need a little help “ I say, seeing him jump a bit almost dropping the box, but laughing once he turns around, “ Sorry, I didn’t hear you coming up behind me, and I think I’m okay but you’re welcome to stay and watch me struggle” we both laughed and I picked up a smaller box that was sitting on the ground by his car, following him up to the house. “ I’m Kelsey by the way, I live right across the street, my bedroom window faces directly to what I can assume to be yours “ I say, realizing it sounded weirder than when I said it in my head. He gave me a weird questioning look, before smirking and saying, “ I’m Kyle, and I’ll make sure to pick a different room “

I’m your biggest fan I’ll follow you until you love me. Baby, there’s no other superstar, you know that I’ll be, your paparazzi.

It was a few days after Kyle had moved in, I had a small collection of pictures of him when he looked extra good walking out of his house, that’s not weird right, I was just sending them to talk about them to my friends, that’s just something girls do, right? Anyways, I basically had him on schedule. 9 am, from what it looks like, 9 is usually when he leaves for the gym, or for a morning jog around the block, he looked really good when going for his morning jog so I have a few extra pictures of that. Around 11 is when he gets back from the gym and he typically hangs around his house, unless he has classes and those are usually around any time between 12-6pm, but other than that he doesn’t seem to leave his house. I get too nervous to talk to him since our first encounter, so it seems like a safer bet to just relax inside the house, I’m just waiting for the right moment. The next morning I decided to get up early and try to go for a morning jog, not for any reason, just feel like I need more exercise in my life, maybe it’s a good opportunity to talk to Kyle but that didn’t really come to my mind until now. I was standing by my window and saw him start to walk out his door, so I decided that was a good time to go for my jog. I walked outside, to him saying “Wow what’s the house monster doing outside”, I scoff pretending to act hurt “ how do you know I never leave the house “, maybe he does the same thing I do, maybe it’s not as weird as my friends are telling me.

Promise I’ll be kind, but I won’t stop until that boy is mine.

After going on a few morning jogs together, we decided to exchange numbers and just start texting, at first he was making fun of me for how much I had to stop for a breather when we went for runs, but now we have regular conversations just learning more about each other. I learned that when he’s inside the house for the rest of the day he’s actually making music, he plays guitar and has sent me videos, he’s actually pretty good! I have a whole album created for him now, the pictures of him, the videos he sends of me, just a friendly little collection. Whenever I text him and he doesn’t answer for at least a half hour I just keep texting him until I get a response, I think he liked when I would do that because I was giving him attention. Sometimes it would take forever for him to answer, and i’d start to get concerned on where he was, but he would end up sending a simple “ what? “ and I’d be at ease.

I’ll be your girl, backstage at your show, velvet ropes and guitar, yeah cause you’re more rockstar.