Mich Cidicco

yo, i’m a song/writer, singer & creator 🧚🏽 ~ Pisces, 22yo ♡ MY SIDE OF THE STORY OUT NOW 🖤

31/08/2023

My middle school just got demolished yesterday
And I thought I didn't care, but I did
'Cause the city I grew up in is changing so fast.
Most trees are being cut, but some still last.
We're building houses after houses
Next to supermarkets and restaurants
And the time to change has come for me too.
This version of me doesn't suit me anymore.
I don't recognise myself when I look into the mirror
I don't feel how I used to feel before
'Cause I love being alive, rather than just survive.
In memory of my old self,
I am sorry I couldn't forgive you
I am sorry I couldn't respect you
I am sorry I couldn't love you
Dear old self, now you're free
'Cause I release you.
And probably, I will change again
As everyone and everything does
That's what we are supposed to do
But I love who I am becoming now.

“In Memory of My Old Self”, poem taken from MY SIDE OF THE STORY. link in bio 🖤

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26/08/2023

back to the origins 🤍

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24/08/2023

Most nights I would stare at the window
Watching the moon dancing with the stars
And praying for your rest in peace
But still, it wouldn't be enough.
We still do trick or treat:
I'm giving you all of my sweets
And you're ghosting me as if you're dead
You keep haunting me in my sleep
Are you buried six feet under my bed?
You come back every year, just like Halloween
But this time I'm tired of waiting for you.
I'm tired of opening my door to let you in.
I want to let you go, can you please rest in peace?
'Cause at this point, you're dead to me.

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13/08/2023

08/08/2023

And maybe I'll never be who I want to be
Maybe all my dreams were never meant to be
Maybe all my hopes are just thoughts left to be
That's the saddest side effect of life
That's a side of the story we leave behind
We turn the page and move on to the next
Until we reach the end.
They say you can be whoever you want
But what if it's just a lie?
A sweet little lie we keep to ourselves
Because we still want to create a masterpiece
But it will always end up on some shelves
And this is the saddest side of the story.

“Side/Effect”, poem taken from MY SIDE OF THE STORY. link in bio 🖤

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