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“Creep” Song Meaning “…about feelings of discontent with who you are as a person…struggling to find…identity…chimes "I don't belong here" and "I'm a creep"….the idea…subject is having trouble dealing with the social environment they are in, making them feel like a creep. The (part) about someone who is "So fucking special", and "just like an angel", isn't just a reference to feelings of unrequited love, and/or the pains of not always being able to have what you want. However, it is an allegory for how the subject sees everyone in the world as more special…sees…they all have places to fit into, which he cannot seem to find for himself. The subject wants to be like these people that he sees around him in society…” My subconscious works on me and keeps tapping me on the shoulder until I notice the underlying meaning in my words, whether they be poems, blogs, notes or email. It leads me to places like song meanings, thesaurus or dictionary, some cultural or historical information. Mind gets blown sometimes what I’ve been working on unaware. I’m hyper-analytical, don’t let stuff go until I can piece together enough circumstantial evidence to write a poem or story, chronicle my life these past 18 years. I just say highly functioning, OCDADHD, neurotypical all-the-way. Board wiped again and again. It just smears, getting harder to see my mind in the grease. dumb. No. disproven (how many years wasted listening to them? Instead of myself.) Impulsive, anxious, moody and depressed, but happy; alone, inside alone, inside lonely. It’s where I’m content, feel safest with these layers. If you’ve been under my coat, you are very special. This is why I either annoy, irk, frustrate, confuse or bore. Are ya sleepy now? What’s this button do? ![]() But love, I have, receive in many forms…just don’t work to feed it like the naive, fresh faced boy chasing a cat. ![]() ![]() "Sonnet Season Year Round" ![]() |