Let it go

“Let It Go”
The snow glows white on the mountain tonight
Not a footprint to be seen
A kingdom of isolation,
And it looks like I’m the queen.
The wind is howling like this swirling storm inside
Couldn’t keep it in, heaven knows I tried!
Don’t let them in, don’t let them see
Be the good girl you always have to be
Conceal, don’t feel, don’t let them know
Well, now they know!
Let it go, let it go
Can’t hold it back anymore
Let it go, let it go
Turn away and slam the door!
I don’t care
What they’re going to say
Let the storm rage on,
The cold never bothered me anyway!
It’s funny how some distance
Makes everything seem small
And the fears that once controlled me
Can’t get to me at all!
It’s time to see what I can do
To test the limits and break through
No right, no wrong, no rules for me I’m free!
Let it go, let it go
I am one with the wind and sky
Let it go, let it go
You’ll never see me cry!
Here I stand
And here I’ll stay
Let the storm rage on!
My power flurries through the air into the ground
My soul is spiraling in frozen fractals all around
And one thought crystallizes like an icy blast
I’m never going back,
The past is in the past!
Let it go, let it go
And I’ll rise like the break of dawn
Let it go, let it go
That perfect girl is gone!
Here I stand
In the light of day
Let the storm rage on,
The cold never bothered me anyway!

The lyrics above are from the song “Let it go” one of the songs from the motion picture “frozen”. I’d hated the song because it won the Oscar instead of “Happy”, however yesterday I was watching a parody video of the song, mummy version and I was struck by the instrumentals on the song, (or maybe it’s just because “you” liked it) looked for the song on youtube, watched the video and fell in love. I downloaded the song and have been listening to it a lot, now I see why it won the Oscar, beef na bad thing sha!
I have a phenomenal memory for conversations most times, I can remember conversations that took place when I was four years old (but if you send me on an errand, I always manage to forget, daddy says the memory works only when it favours me) most times I can give you the place and time we had a certain discussion. The downside of this, is that I have a hard time forgetting the things that hurt me, moving on is not clear cut for me, memories could come at the drop of a hat and I can keep talking about the stupidest things that have happened (sorry Hero for boring you with silly stories that don’t concern you and thank you for not rolling your eyes when I start my T stories *I know I would* guess that’s why the vatican is considering you for sainthood, gosh! I let the cat out of the bag).
The song reminded me to slam the door and walk away, distance will make it seem small eventually. I’m not perfect, have messed up (mummy and daddy don’t read this) and made mistakes, have had setbacks, so what? I’m crazy, will say what’s on my mind, incapable of pretense though I wish I could pretend sometimes, love without reservations, and have the temper of a tigress in labour, yes I’m not your average good girl, I don’t even like them anyway.
So I’ll let go, the memories, the limits my mind had placed, let me be all I can be, soar to the skies and if I crash, you’ll never see me cry.
  Although this is a personal epiphany, I’m sharing this because one day I’ll want to remember how I felt right now… And how blessed I am for the gift of my friend “baby” who I’ve not had to tell “you don’t understand” because he gets it everytime! You’re amazing and I’m glad I have you at such a time like this.
  PS my parents occasionally read my blog, I can imagine how alarmed they’d be if they read this, won’t do anything you’d cringe about but there’d be some changes in your daughter.

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