Discovery

[Auf Achse]

Like a body long buried in the flurries of snow
Nothing to see, nowhere to go
Like the coyote howling on the lonely hill
I'm a lone wolf, I can't be forced to fit in or chill

When I try to fit in, my efforts fail
Breaking my heart is like shooting for quail
When I try to isolate myself, it doesn't work out
I want to go away but I take a different route

Wolves need packs, buffaloes need herds
But I can barely find a person that'll listen to my words
I just need someone to love
But it's hard in this world that has more hawks than doves

Where am I in this world?
Where oh where is this oft-spoken of girl?
I walk alone on this dirt road
Having no real place to go

Love me
That's all I ask
Love me
That's all I want
Give me love
It's all I need
Be all mine
And I'll be yours

 

[Bonochick]

Such a sweet plea...you project a lot of innocence and longing with it. It seems like you have so much more to say though...I feel like this is a rough draft of sorts. I hope to hear more from you in the future.

 

[Auf Achse]

Thanks I tend to not work on them for more than two minutes or so, so I see where you're coming from.

 

[Bonochick]

Sometimes, one's best work can come from that though. If I have to labor over something too long, I often end up disliking it, and I will probably trash it. It has to come fairly naturally to me...really flow.

 

[Auf Achse]

Yeah, exactly