Unfinished Lyrics - A Glimpse Into My 2020

Afternoon from my cozy NYC bed. I have class in a little while, but I really wanted to share this post with y'all. Obviously, I am writer, and love to express myself through words, detail, imagery, and emotion. I have pages and pages of notes, on paper and in my phone, scribbled with lyrics about certain places, relationships, obstacles... and a lot of them of unfinished. So, I wanted to share a couple of lyrics that I found scribbled down in my notes, take them as songs, poetry, or even a journal entry... I take them as a time machine filled with nostalgia, good and, sometimes, not as pleasant, but worth the growth.

Picnic Dysmorphia

A picnic in your dream

What would it look like

Would there be a me?

Or would you pick she?

Flowers growing from my bed

Into your sleepy head

1, 2, 3 wake up and see

What would it be?

If the picnic in your dream

Could be a glimpse of reality

A quilted blanket

Sown with what ifs and circumstance

Daises to blow, wishes unknown

Counting on a chance

Under a wilted tree

We swing into a distant dream...

Add that

Ran through the MET without care

Your brown curly hair flopping in the air

Grasp my hand, hold it tight

Giving me the life I knew I'd like

Add that to my favorite things

The slightest touch walking down Stone

You grasped my hand tight on the subway home

Stirring up dinner on a Sunday night

Think I finally got it right

Add that to my favorite things

Solitude Suits Me

Strained a muscle in my left quad

From climbing four flights

In the August heat, bags of groceries

"Hear the humming of her guitar"

Says the barber downstairs

The sound from my escape

Seeps through the humid air

As I sing,

"Solitude suits me"

Time will reveal that neither of us had to lose

Might've fallen apart

But you found her

And I broke through

To the girl I finally knew

Neither of us had to lose<3

Hope you enjoyed my little lyric/poem/journal session! These were written over the course of 2020, where I grew, changed, found joy, and dealt with pain. The best thing I ever did, though, was write down whatever I was feeling, in whatever format I wanted... to look back and see where I am now is hopeful. I really encourage you all to do the same.

Deep love,

Nina Lee

(found on Pinterest)