Elly

Elly

Some people are born with favor,

Some born from regret.

I felt the weight of the lonesome

Like a rock around my neck.

I was wounded and a target

By the bullies; no one stopped it.

All I was ever seeking

Was someplace that felt like home.

Wayward to the world,

I held the hurt inside.

An orphan can’t escape,

But the music raised me right.

A child not adored,

Rejected, not perfected—

The pills became my sword.

I'm in this guitar

As it fills this room.

You sing the words;

I play the tune.

My name is Elly,

Embedded in wood.

I took my own life;

I was so misunderstood.

Please… sing for me,

Sing for me,

So I can live on.

I'm finally home.

You are the breath, and I am the bones.

Ohhhhhh, ohhhh, ohhh!

You are the breath, and I am the bones.

It wasn’t all in vain.

I soaked beneath the strings.

I hoped someone would find me,

And I would find some peace.

My ghost is in the metal,

Fingerprints and broken dreams.

I’ll play along right with you,

And I’ll listen while you sing.