I’ve been trying to stay real
and true and proud of who I am,
all those ideals of how to look
I’ve been trying not to care.
But I’m still holding my breath,
I ‘m still watching every step.
I’m still tip-toeing away,
when I’m getting to ashamed of myself.
I don’t want to be your letdown,
I’m scared like hell I’m not enough.
I don’t wanna be
your failure anymore.
— The Glass Child, Letdown
Stichwörter: music inspiration lyrics motivation afraid pressure angry scared not-enough charlotte-eriksson letdown the-glass-child
I just want to be someone, to mean something to anyone…
Charlotte ErikssonStichwörter: music lost youth lyrics motivation finding-yourself pressure confused the-great-perhaps not-enough charlotte-eriksson the-glass-child empty-roads-broken-bottles
I feel ugly” I said and you looked at me as if I spoke a different language. There are things you will never understand and if there were words to describe the rapture that takes place in my head from time to time I would put my hand in front of your eyes to protect you from all the ugliness in the world.
I kept my eyes on the streetlights outside the window and you kissed every inch of my body as if you could kiss the pain away.
Stichwörter: love beauty youth night self-doubt shelter ugliness the-great-perhaps charlotte-eriksson the-glass-child
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But I was young
and didn’t know better
and someone should have told me to capture every second
every kiss
Stichwörter: love poetry time kiss youth moving-on alone sad prose heartbreak young-love love-story the-great-perhaps charlotte-eriksson the-glass-child empty-roads-broken-bottles in-search-for-the-great-perhaps
It could be yesterday
when I was less in love
I think
For I didn’t see you in the mirror
behind me
while getting dressed.
The way your hands couldn’t stay away
and our bodies always found their ways back to each other
as if they were meant to be together
Close.
But then it was today and I saw you
again
in the mirror
behind me while getting dressed
So I go to sleep tonight
alone
without actually falling asleep because I’m scared of the moment I will wake up
and realise it was just a dream
You’re actually gone.
Now all I can do is get through to another tomorrow
hoping that I will be less in love
again
Like yesterday
But not today.
I was never really well with things at all.
Stichwörter: past love poetry youth moving-on alone sad memories prose tomorrow heartbreak young mirror yesterday left charlotte-eriksson the-glass-child
My home will never be a place, but a state of mind, which I find through my music.
Charlotte ErikssonStichwörter: happiness music lost home cities london place berlin going-home finding-home charlotte-eriksson the-glass-child
... but I believe that music can change a life, because it changed mine.
Charlotte ErikssonStichwörter: art future growing-up music change believe songwriting change-a-life the-glass-child
Dear me, one day I'll make you proud.
Charlotte ErikssonStichwörter: goals future motivation pride inspiring self-fulfillment proud one-day grow-up the-glass-child
6 months, 2 weeks, 4 days,
and I still don’t know which month it was then
or what day it is now.
Blurred out lines
from hangovers
to coffee
another vagabond
lost to love.
Stichwörter: love alone heartbreak coffee hangover london city broken-hearted left berlin the-glass-child vagambond
And you might try to hide or protect yourself, or compare the different states of love,
but you must not grow up, must not act wise
when it comes to love.
You must stay foolish and fall
for every heart will beat in different ways together with yours and love is not meant to be compared, only enjoyed, and suffered, and remembered.
Stichwörter: growing-up love poetry youth suffer memory prose prose-poetry young heart-break charlotte-eriksson the-glass-child open-up
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