A few weeks ago I submitted my lyrics for a song called "Damage" to the American Songwriters Lyrics competition. I found out yesterday that I am not one of the finalists.
I have had other forms of writing rejected, but I had never entered a lyric competition before. Strangely I felt no sense of discouragement or even disappointment. Perhaps it's because I spent so much time telling myself that rejection didn't mean failure. It's only a stepping stone to success. One way to looke at it is that since my lyrics are not longer tied up in a contest I now have the freedom to do what I want with my lyrics and have no obligations to any judges in a contest.
At this time I am currently seeking artists who have an interest in recording this song. I have no music for it, just the lyrics.
If the song interests you, please leave a comment or a send me a messsage at elizabeth.marion490@gmail.com. I would also appreciate any feedback. Thank you.
Damage
Don't ask me to wake up
Don't ask me to move
Don't even know if I could if I tried
I don't wanna get up
Though I was never truly asleep
Everything seems so surreal now
I'm just dead tired from this insomnia I've been experiencing since you left me
Out of my mind wondering when and if I'll see you next
You can't come that close to me and then just pull away without leaving any scars
And even if you came back and asked me to forgive you
The damage is already done
Oh it's done
I just wanna move on
But that's easier said than done
Don't even know if I could if I tried
I just wanna stay up all the time
So I don't dream of you
So I don't dream of you
I just going crazy trying to figure out if I can somehow get you back now
And at the same time hoping I'll never have to see you again
You can't come that close to me and then just pull away without leaving any scars
And even if you come back and ask to me to forgive you
The damage is already done
Oh it's done
I do have a bridge and I final chorus, but I feel that those parts can use some more editing. I'm satisfied with the rest of the song and hope that it will someday be recorded.
~Eliza
