Announcing, “Feel The Slowness Volume Two”!

I am taking a little pause from posting my poetry so I can bring you an announcement. I am proud to announce that my fifth soundscape album called “Feel The Slowness Volume Two” has dropped via my Bandcamp microsite (https://devinkiramurphyartist.bandcamp.com/album/feel-the-slowness-volume-two).

And Feel The Slowness Volume Two, an audio album made up of 9 individual soundscapes, is my second volume of soundscapes that aim to get the listener to feel the quality or state that being slow can bring about, hence slowness. It should be mentioned that it is best if these soundscapes are not listened to while operating any power tools, heavy equipment, or wile driving any kind of motorized vehicle as they have been created with the hopes of deeply absorbing the listener and most likely will just leave them in a very slow sate.

Her Name (It’s Still Devin)

Her name’s not Roberta but
If her parents had thought
Back when she was born
That she was a girl
Then it would’ve been that

Her name’s not Roberta but
If the doctor had thought
Back when she was born
That she was a girl
Then it would’ve been that

If her name was Roberta
She sourly would’ve learnt
All ‘bout what it means
To be a girl and
Not ‘bout being a boy

But her parents they named
Her Devin ‘cause they thought
Back when she was born
That she was a boy
But she was a girl

‘Cause she’s a girl and
Devin’s now a unisex name
And she likes that name
She’s till going by it
So her name’s still Devin

Her name it’s still Devin

Announcing, “Slowness Number Twenty”!

I’m still on my poetry posting brake, I’ll get back to sharing my original poetry soon. But for the moment her is another new soundscape of mine called “Slowness Number Twenty”. It’ll be included, in higher quality, as the sixth track on my fifth album called Feel The Slowness Volume Two which explores the theme of slowness. And Feel The Slowness Volume Two will be available upon relies at: devinkiramurphyartist.bandcamp.com/album/feel-the-slowness-volume-two. So enjoy having a listen to this soundscape, and then come back here to Lyricsofmylife to explore some of the new original poetry that I’ll be posting in the not to distant future.

Announcing, “Slowness Number Eighteen”!

I’m taking a brake from posting my original poetry, to share here with you a new soundscape of mine called “Slowness Number Eighteen”. It’ll be included, in higher quality, as the fourth track on my fifth album called Feel The Slowness Volume Two which explores the theme of slowness. And Feel The Slowness Volume Two will be available upon relies at: devinkiramurphyartist.bandcamp.com/album/feel-the-slowness-volume-two. So enjoy having a listen to this soundscape, and then come back here to Lyricsofmylife to explore some of the new original poetry that I’ll be posting in the not to distant future.

Life’s Not Gonna Fly Away

Life’s not gonna fly away
It be coming back today
For us to experience again
Like we did at three

Life be like it was
Before school made it hard
It was filed with curiosity
Again it’ll be like that

And we’ll have a zest
For being the best version
Of ourselves that we can
And that’s an authentic person

My Gender’s A Bitch

My gender’s a bitch
Wish she’d come ‘round
More then things I did
When I tried guying

I’m way better now
But not fully ok
It’s a daily struggle
To resist old habits

Repression’s my bouncer who’s
Keeping me away from
Being any more authentically
More authentically me today

I’m way better now
But not fully ok
It’s a daily struggle
To resist old habits

Hope’s quite a derelict
Wish it come ‘round
More then things I did
When I tried guying

I’m way better now
But not fully ok
It’s a daily struggle
To resist old habits

Repression’s my bouncer who’s
Keeping me away from
Being any more authentically
More authentically me tonight

I’m way better now
But not fully ok
It’s a daily struggle
To resist old habits

A Hopeful Tomorrow

You’ll not do drugs
But you’ll do church
And one day it’ll
Not be to escape
Being bullied at school
But to find connection
With others and God
And you’ll trade the
Flaming chalice for the cross
And you’ll take your
Learning ‘bout your gender
And you’ll bring them
All along with you
Wile walking with Jesus
Cautiously towards the light
Of a hopeful tomorrow

A hopeful tomorrow

I Should’ve Come Out At Seven

I should’ve come out at seven
‘Cause my life have more heaven
In it if I’d said then
That I really think I’m so
Not a boy like you think
But I didn’t have the words
To say any of this then
So it took me till thirty-two
To tell what I new at fourteen
That I’m female and not male
I should’ve come out at seven
So should’ve come out at seven

Sometimes I Don’t Trust Myself With Loving Me Fully

Sometimes I don’t trust myself with loving me fully
And that’s why sometimes I just let myself go
But every time I do this I end up
I end up loving myself less

Eat way too much of all the wrong things
Sometimes it’s ‘cause I don’t like how I look
Other times it’s ‘cause I can’t see any purpose
Any purpose to my own life

But in the back of my mind there’s always
A feeling that’s urging me to just carry on
As a result I’ve always gone and carried on
On to an uncertain new day

Sometimes I don’t trust myself with loving me fully
And that’s why sometimes I just let myself go
But every time I do this I end up
I end up loving myself less

Don’t eat enough or any of the right things
Sometimes it’s ‘cause I don’t like how I look
Other times it’s ‘cause I can’t see any purpose
Any purpose to my own life

But in the back of my mind there’s always
A feeling that’s urging me to just carry on
As a result I’ve always gone and carried on
On to an uncertain new day

Sometimes I don’t trust myself with loving me fully
And that’s why sometimes I just let myself go
But every time I do this I end up
I end up loving myself less

Stay up too late and get up to late
Sometimes it’s ‘cause I don’t like how I look
Other times it’s ‘cause I can’t see any purpose
Any purpose to my own life

But in the back of my mind there’s always
A feeling that’s urging my to just carry on
As a result I’ve always gone and carried on
On to an uncertain new day

Despite all the anxiety attacks that I’ve had and
The dark thoughts that’ve come into my own head
I’m still carrying on to an uncertain new day
On to an uncertain new day

The Best Me I Can Be

I’m more broken and less broken
Then when I was a kid
I’ve less completeness and more congruence
Then when I was a kid
I don’t wanna be a kid
Ever haft’a be a kid again
‘Cause being a kid was hard
But being an adult is hard
Being an adult is also hard
Just wanna be the best me
The best me I can be
That’s a me that’s over all
The bullying that I’ve received
When I was being a kid
I thought I could’ve gone farther
Gone much farther than I’ve gone
I’ve gone so much farther than
When I was being a kid
I was the obviously different kid
And the invisibly different kid simultaneously
I’ve always been trying to be
Just trying to be the best
The best me I can be
The best me I can be

I’m more broken and less broken
Then when I was a kid
I’ve less completeness and more congruence
Then when I was a kid
I do wanna be a kid
Go and be a kid again
But only with my current ability
To explain and express my gender
‘Cause I’d wanna be the best
The best me I can be
That’s a me that’ll be able
To handle the bullying I’d receive
When I’m being a kid again
I’d get to go farther than
Go much farther than I’ve gone
Wile having to be an adult
I’ve gone way less farther than
When I’m being a kid again
I’ll be the obviously different kid
And never the invisibly different kid
I’d always be trying to be
Just trying to be the best
The best me I can be
The best me I can be

Just trying to be the best
The best me I can be
The best me I can be