Him, Hymn
Finding Contentment in the Colors of Emotion: 'Him, Hymn' Reflection
Lyrics
He likes the colour red
He appreciates the color red.
And he makes me cry when I think about him
He evokes emotional responses causing tears when thought of.
Cause he has what I’ll never have
He possesses something unattainable by the speaker.
Cause he is content
He is content with his life.
He wears a big smile on his face
He outwardly displays happiness.
And he makes me wish I could be something great
He inspires the desire in the speaker to achieve greatness.
But greatness feels so far away
The idea of greatness seems distant for the speaker.
Still he is content
Despite circumstances, he remains content.
I used to a wear suit of armour
The speaker used to protect themselves but it caused pain.
But all it did was make me ache
Wearing emotional protection caused discomfort.
And now I’m vulnerable and I have had enough
The speaker feels exposed now and is tired of pretending.
Of being someone I’m not
The speaker is tired of living as someone else.
Being someone I’m not
Reiterating dissatisfaction with the false identity.
Now Sundays still feel like a sin
Sundays feel wrong, possibly representing inner turmoil.
If I stop for too long all the worries rush in
Pausing brings worries and anxieties.
He loves who he loves and I think
He loves freely, suggesting contentment.
That he must be content
The speaker assumes he is content in his relationships.
Our kiss is a slap to the face
Their relationship contrasts with the speaker's past.
Of my teenage self who’s still shying away
The speaker's present clashes with their past shyness.
But greatness feels closer today
The idea of achieving greatness feels nearer.
I am nearly content
The speaker is approaching contentment.
I used to a wear suit of armour
Repetition of the theme of past emotional protection.
But all it did was make me ache
Reiterating the discomfort caused by emotional barriers.
And now I’m vulnerable and I have had enough
The speaker is tired of pretending and being someone else.
Of being someone I’m not
Continued dissatisfaction with the false identity.
Being someone I’m not
Emphasizing weariness with pretending.
So if he likes the colour red
Repeating his preference for the color red.
And if he makes me cry when I think about him
Continuing to evoke emotional responses from the speaker.
Then he has what I will never have
He possesses something forever unattainable by the speaker.
Cause he is content
He remains content despite the speaker's longing.
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