They tell me you’re poor,
And I know,
I have seen you’re immigrant workers with their homes in a bag,
They tell me you are dirty,
And I believe them,
For I have seen the trash in your rivers,
And they say you’re dangerous,
And I reply, yes,
For I have seen your men lurking in the shadows,
And having replied such,
I turn once more,
to those who think thy know my city,
And smirk and say:
“Come and show me
Another city who’s more
humble,
giving,
delcious,
and more proud to be,”

Amid your flaws,
here is a strong,
hard-working ,
grateful-to-be-alive being,

And even though people use you as a pass by,
You don’t choose sides,

I am from the oven in my kitchen,
From my stuff bear, and my TV,
I am from the grape vine in my yard,
The palm tree,
Whose long gone limbs I remember,
As if they were my own,

I’m from yelling an butchers,
from San Luis and Enrique,
I’m from cooking and cleaning,
And from parties,

I’m from San Diego and Esperanza’s branch,
Sugar cane and classic hot chocolate,
From the lady in the white dress,
to the sound of her steps,

On the wall hang pictures, portriats,
collecting dust,
leaving an outline,
I am made from those memories,
in the frames.

I met myself,
This is to my past self,
You’ll go through,
break-ups,
Make-ups,
Ups,
Downs,
Emotional Pain,
Physical Pain,
Tragedies,
Comedies,
Wedding,
Funerals

REPLY:

This is to my olderself,
It hurts,
Life hurts right now,
but you better get over it,
Go and fullfil my dreams,
Go save the world,
Go ride a unicorn,

In the dark,
there was a man,
he stood out like a negative drawing,

Warm and dark,
but he held an umbrella,
even if it was rainless,

The street lights,
were the only visible lights,
In the alley

Emotional,
Faceless,
he stood there like a negative drawing,

The man’s hands and his umbrella,
were the only things you could see,
In the light,
of the moonless night
A man and his umbrella…

My memories may be blurry,
But I still remember the snow,
I was sitting in a little coffee shop,
Sitting there knowing I have to let go,

Then the wind began to blow,
I drank a steaming earl grey,
Then I walked with snow and all,
Down the hill, down the road,

The giant sequioas began to turn white,
Steeping dirt where ferns started started to grow,
The creeks still barely running,
It all like a TV show,

My mind began to drift,
To all the wondeful…
In this broken world,
All the memories sting
and hurt,

After my venture,
I went to my room and sat at the window,
Looking at the snow, falling,

And I remembered what it was like,
what it was like to look into your eyes,

“When you get what you want but not what you need,” these are lyrics to a song called “Fix You” by Coldplay. To me these lyrics can mean a lot of things, but to get a better sense and idea for the song I analyzed the meaning of the entire song, the rhyming pattern, and assonance used in the song.

“When you try your best, but you don’t succeed
When you get what you want, but not what you need
When you feel so tired, but you can’t sleep
Stuck in reverse
And the tears come streaming down your face
When you lose something you can’t replace
When you love someone, but it goes to waste
Could it be worse? “

In the first two verses the authors are trying to describe the feeling of melancholy or depression. He also uses an AAAB rhyming pattern. The song writer uses assonance in the first three lines of each verse. Then in third verse (chorus) he uses assonance in the words ‘guide’, ‘ignite’ and ‘try’. And he rhymes ‘bones’ and ‘home’ to create an AAB rhyming pattern.

Throughout the song the authors are describing how this person feels (presumably a girl) and they intends to fix you. They continues to use the AAAB rhyming pattern, expect for the chorus and verse 7 where he used ABAC pattern.

“Tears stream down your face
I promise you I will learn from my mistakes
Tears stream down your face
And I…”

To me this song gives me hope because it’s saying even when you’re in the darkest moments there will always someone who’s trying to “Fix you”. This can be a universal theme because people from anytime and from anywhere can relate to the theme.

Throughout the song he uses a rhyming pattern and assonance which makes it flow together. This song can relate to any generation or anyone, and can give them hope in the darkest times.

His cheeks were turning crimson,

The tips of his finger touched the rail,

As he fell,

His eyes were bright green,

But closing quickly,

As he began to fall back,

I caught him,

His blood covering my arms,

I screamed,

Until I felt weary myself,

His hair was blowing in the breeze,

He was my reason,

to live, laugh  and dream,

What would I do without him?

His heart was slowing down,

I put my head on his chest,

And wept,

Wept until I had no tears left,

I felt my heart shattering,

As his began to stop.