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Fix Yourself

I wrote Reassemble Me based on a thought I had late one night. If only I came with instructions. Sometimes broken people have triggers that you can’t avoid without already knowing where they are. This can make you want to fix these broken people, to keep from hurting them, but that’s only temporary.

We need to fix ourselves, to learn how strong we are and how to pick ourselves back up after falling so far down. Being there for us might keep us from falling further, might make us feel better for a little while, but all that goes the moment you’re gone.

Sometimes you won’t even know you’ve landed a broken one until it’s too late to back out. Some of us have learned to hide it well, even keeping little triggers a secret so people won’t see the mess below the surface.

We can seem cool calm and collected and then one day you accidentally step on a land mine and….. Bang! I don’t envy those people. It’s not exactly what they bargained for, but at least you know that those that stick around are probably keepers. And now you have a new reason to fix yourself. If not for you, then for the person who loves you enough to stick by you through the bad days.

Always Keep Fighting.

Love
Roxanne

Reassemble Me

I came to you battered and bruised
With scars so deep I’m torn in two
But at arm’s length you never knew
The broken thoughts I kept from you
I wake each day and start my fight
With band aids I keep inside
From demons you can’t know I hide
Til I’m wrapped around a street light

I know this isn’t what you had in mind
Picking up pieces of my broken heart
But trying to fix me will take time
So just hold me while I fall apart
If you try to talk through the tears
Even if it came from your heart
Your words will fall on tired ears
So just hold me while I fall apart

My self-made false reality
Hides a minefield just below your feet
Each step there’s a risk you can’t see
I’m not the only one who will bleed
For days I’m lost in my own disguise
Til I start tearing on the inside
When the cracks start to show at midnight
Takes more than love to bring me to life

I know this isn’t what you had in mind
Picking up pieces of my broken heart
But trying to fix me will take time
So just hold me while I fall apart
If you try to talk through the tears
Even if it came from your heart
Your words will fall on tired ears
So just hold me while I fall apart

Gone is the girl who resembles me
Please bring her back, reassemble me
Gone is the girl who resembles me
Please bring her back, reassemble me
Gone is the girl who resembles me
Please bring her back, reassemble me

I know this isn’t what you had in mind
Picking up pieces of my broken heart
But trying to fix me will take time
So just hold me while I fall apart
If you try to talk through the tears
Even if it came from your heart
Your words will fall on tired ears
So just hold me while I fall apart

Love
Roxanne

Enjoy Life

Nothing But Time is about how everyone is always so focused on the little things in life, like work, bills and taxes, that they forget to actually enjoy it. Excluding accidents and illnesses, we’re all on this Earth for a long time and some of us spend our entire lives without truly living.

We were not born just to work until we die. We should continue learning and growing right up until the end. That’s my plan. I work to pay for my holidays to experience more of the world.

Living in Australia means you grow up kind of isolated from every other country and most people never leave the part of Australia they grew up in. I refuse to be one of those people. I have been to 16 different countries so far and I have a plan to make 30.

I have grown more and learnt more from traveling to see those countries than probably through all those years of school. I done more things, faced more fears, than I thought I ever would and I feel that I have truly lived.

Life is not only about marriage, a house and kids. We should explore more and learn more about other people and cultures so that when we do settle down, we have more to teach our kids about the world.

The point is we shouldn’t live each day for a future that may never happen. Enjoy yourselves. Enjoy life.

Love
Roxanne

Nothing But Time

I want to get out
Let’s plan our escape
We can leave this town
And run from our fate
Follow the sunset
Leave it all behind
It’s time now to reset
Relax and unwind

Take the hands off the clock
We’ve got nothing but time
No road maps to follow
Only mountains to climb
Stop and steal the roses
Because it’s not a crime
To wander off this path
We’ve got nothing but time

Take in the bright lights
Cities that never sleep
We can spend our lives
Living out our dreams
So follow your heart
Make new memories
Forget what has past
This is our journey

Take the hands off the clock
We’ve got nothing but time
No road maps to follow
Only mountains to climb
Stop and steal the roses
Because it’s not a crime
To wander off this path
We’ve got nothing but time

Run to the horizon
We can get away
It’s time to live bigger
What’s standing in our way
Run to the horizon
Escape yesterday
There’s only tomorrow
So let’s start today

Take the hands off the clock
We’ve got nothing but time
No road maps to follow
Only mountains to climb
Stop and steal the roses
Because it’s not a crime
To wander off this path
We’ve got nothing but time

Love
Roxanne

Rejection

So Early Morning Regret is about how sometimes after you share and evening with someone, *cough* have sex *cough*, you can feel like you have a connection with that person. But then when you wake up they’ve done a runner, or dine and dash if you will, and you’re left all alone.

These lyrics are about that feeling you get when you realise that person did not feel the connection you felt. The sting of realising that, while you were fun for a while, they never wanted to see you again. Rejection.

Now I could give you some motivational advice like “If that’s how they treated you, than you were better off.” Or “If it’s meant to be, it will be.” But all you’re feeling in that moment is hurt and maybe a little embarrassed. That’s ok.

Feel however you want to feel. If you’re angry, be angry. If you’re sad, be sad. The main thing I learned from a group therapy session I had to take one time is that no one can tell you how to feel and that you’re feelings matter.

Feeling your feelings is the best way to heal and better yourself. Then, once you feel better and more confident about yourself again, stalk the person who hurt you, arrange an ‘accidental’ meeting, show that person what they’re missing.

I’m kidding, don’t stalk them. *Wink*

No seriously. Don’t stalk them.

Love
Roxanne

Early Morning Regret

Lying in the after glow
Sore in all the right places
Some how I knew I’d never know
I’d still wake to empty spaces
Even when just making out
I felt we had a connection
Of course you’re faking it now
It just another rejection

I am,
Your early morning regret
Your cast away, your secret
My badly scarred heart
Was always the reject
You are,
My nights spent lying awake
My empty bed, my heartbreak
You’re the reason it hurts
Every breath I take

A lady between the sheets
Is not enough for you
When I’m a freak in the streets
With blue hair and tattoos
I’m always the last resort
But I won’t make it easy
You want an unpaid escort
But I won’t be that sleazy

I am,
Your early morning regret
Your cast away, your secret
My badly scarred heart
Was always the reject
You are,
My nights spent lying awake
My empty bed, my heartbreak
You’re the reason it hurts
Every breath I take

The good girls not good enough
And bad girls you’ve had enough
While I try to act all tough
I just want somebody to love
The good girls not good enough
And bad girls you’ve had enough
While I try to act all tough
I just need somebody to love

I am,
Your early morning regret
Your cast away, your secret
My badly scarred heart
Was always the reject
You are,
My nights spent lying awake
My empty bed, my heartbreak
You’re the reason it hurts
Every breath I take

Love
Roxanne

This Was Real Life

I wrote I Am Not Ok because a while ago, I went through something and people still ask questions about it. Like in-depth questions and I just don’t want to talk about it. I mean I’ll give a brief over view of the event but when it comes to the why’s and the how’s, those type of things take me back to that day.

I’m not traumatised by it, at least I don’t think I am, but I don’t want to have to relive it just because some people get a thrill out of hearing drama.

This was not a movie or a TV show. This was real life, it happened to me and some other people and we deserve the right to move on and live our lives without that being the most interesting thing about us.

If you find out something happened to someone you know, please wait for them to bring it up. Even if it was months ago, or years, they may not feel like answering your invasive questions.

I’m sorry if this sounds harsh, I’m just really annoyed at a select few people who wanted detailed play by plays of what went down. One was while I was getting my blood pressure tested. Do you know how hard it is to try and keep your heart rate down while talking about a pretty stressful day?

Love
Roxanne

I Am Not OK

The past is closing in
It’s from his gun I hide
From the blood and the screams
I’m still hiding inside
The memory of him
Walks the halls like a ghost
When will the terror end
He wasn’t a good host

I don’t wanna hear
Your fake sympathy
Are you enjoying this
There’s nothing to see
I don’t want you here
So just go away
Cause how am I doing
I am not ok

I tried to move on
You kept pulling me back
To bomb threats and violence
And those panic attacks
That day was in the past
The chaos in order
Won’t you let me forget
The cafe of slaughter

I don’t wanna hear
Your fake sympathy
Are you enjoying this
There’s nothing to see
I don’t want you here
So just go away
Cause how am I doing
I am not ok

I wish for silence
Don’t let them see
Fight back the tears
Just let me be
No please don’t ask
You don’t wanna know
I can’t fight the tears
I just let them go

I don’t wanna hear
Your fake sympathy
Are you enjoying this
There’s nothing to see
I don’t want you here
So just go away
Cause how am I doing
I am not ok

Love
Roxanne

Slow Down Your Soul’s March

Isolated all started with the chorus. Sometimes I’ll get this chorus that I think sounds awesome but then I’ll have no idea what it’s really about. Then I’ll have to spend time thinking over the chorus asking myself “What does this mean?” That’s how these lyrics worked, although it seemed pretty obvious where it was going this time.

It’s about how sometimes life just sucks. Bad things happen all the time and it can really get you down. Kinda makes you wonder what the point is, why go through all this crap just to have to go through more crap tomorrow?

If you can’t find that special thing that makes life feel like it’s worth living then you might be tempted to give up, particularly, if you feel like you’re all alone in this world. Luckily, I’ve got some things to get me through each day, that help me look towards the future and not hate it. Not dread it.

If you haven’t found you special something, then maybe you’re looking in the wrong place. As your soul marches towards its death, take a few detours. Stop and smell the flowers or try a change in scenery. Do what you can to slow down your souls march.

Love
Roxanne

Isolated

As the skies turn to grey
My eyes are open wide
We choose to live in the dark
While dying on the inside
Now we’re all ageing flesh
And as my broken down soul
Marched towards its death
It never felt so old

I’m isolated
And medicated
You know how quickly
This escalated
I’m isolated
And so frustrated
The world we live in
Is overrated

We all know that inner hate
A hell we can’t overcome
Embraced by each cold day
I just want to stay numb
While I crave the chaos
And love to watch it burn
Each day I grow tired
Why can’t it be my turn

I’m isolated
And medicated
You know how quickly
This escalated
I’m isolated
And so frustrated
The world we live in
Is overrated

I never felt so hopeless
Cause in the end it’s pointless
How did we get so lifeless
Are these dark days endless
I never felt so hopeless
Cause in the end it’s pointless
How did we get so lifeless
Are these dark days endless

I’m isolated
And medicated
You know how quickly
This escalated
I’m isolated
And so frustrated
The world we live in
Is overrated

Love
Roxanne