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What are some slow/inspirational songs?

Lately I’ve been wanting to listen to songs that are slow and maybe even somewhat sad. Some of those songs include Fast Car by Tracy Chapman, The Only Exception by Paramore, Pretend by Lights, Start Again by Red, Still Around by 3OH!3, and Cellar Door by Escape the Fate. Please please please suggest songs like this! My only request is that they’re not hip hop, R&B, rap, and that they’re more alternative, accoustic, maybe even soft rock and pop rock.
Also, any songs about not wanting to grow up or missing your childhood or missing the way things used to be. Songs like Pretend in other words.
I’ll include lyrics from Pretnd:

Once in a while I act like a child
to feel like a kid again
It feels like a prison
in the body you’re living

Because everyone’s watching
Quick to start talking
I’m losing my innocence
Wish I was a little girl
Without the weight of the world

it would be nice
to start over again
before we were men
I’d give, I’d bend
let’s play pretend

Remember the times
we had soda for wine
and we got by on gratitude
the worst they could do to you
was check your attitude
yeah fights were for fun
we had water in guns
and a place we could call our own
how we lost hold of home
i guess i’ll never know

It would be nice to start over again
before we were men
i’d give, i’d bend
let’s play pretend

and when it’s the end
our lives will make sense
we’ll love, we’ll bend
let’s play pretend

it’d not gonna be long
before we’re all gone
with nothing to show for them
stop taking lives. come on,.
let’s all grow up again

it would be nice to start over again
before we were men
i’d give, i’d bend
let’s play pretend

and when it’s the end
our lives will make sense
we’ll give, we’ll bend
let’s play pretend

How much more can I take from my boyfriend?

Ok I’ve been with my boyfriend for almost 5 years now… trust me when I say this that the first few years were wonderful. It always does when starting a relationship. It changed though for the last two years.This started last year May and continued til today. He doesn’t realize though but at times he does try to talk over me when trying to resolve my own problems not letting me have the chance to speak up for myself. I hate when constantly talking about how many babies I want. I mean really its bad enough we have sex like once a week and then he comes out of no where talking about babies. I mean wtf is up with that. I don’t enjoy talking about kids after having 4 hours of sex with the guy. I mean its ok once and a while but he talks about that all the time and I constantly tell him to stop. If that’s not bad then what about marriage or honeymoon spots. The guy actually gave me a catalog about the best honeymoon spots and I’m like since when are we already tying the knot? In high school when we were starting to like each other he stated he doesn’t see me as a girlfriend and me being stupid I asked him what do you see me as and he says My wife?!!!!! I said WTF are you INSANE?! and he says yes cuz I’ve fallen madly in love with you. I’m like that’s sooo sweet and me being even more of a dunce made him to believe i wanted to commit to him… this continued til January of this year when I put my foot down to all of this. He stated that I’m too flirty.. well is it a crime to be lovely? I mean sure I do it for fun and espically not when he’s around to see me. Its nothing personal. its just for fun … so sue me. I never had much attention when I was in grade school or high school. He still thinks that I’m having affairs behind his back when I’m not and he says its not you I don’t trust its the guys your with and I don’t think you should spend time with them and spend time more with me. Its bad enough to spend time with him … all we ever do is go see a movie or eat some place local or go to a room for just four hours for crying out loud. He said if I wanted to extend the time but it would have to be a day when I not busy or when he is. He’s going through therapy right now to see from an expert about what exactly is his problems, his faults, etc.He says money is tight these past few months and I’m like ok I can wait until summer.*as always* All I asked for was a little time away from him and what he responded is that if you want space, that’s it between us. A week is not asking much… to him it is. I want to not feel that whenever I’m going out with my friends its not like I’m going to have a sex orgy with them. It’s bad enough. I’m tired of waiting for him to get his car. He’s been trying to get a car since I can remember and you know what he says ” if I didn’t have to pay school then maybe I would have gotten a car by now”. HELLO! if you would have just accepted NOOOOOO… you wanted your bachelors degree because an associates wouldn’t get him anywhere in life and soo what did he do, went back to school. Continues to brag and hate and scold at how much he hates the teachers and the people from his job and family members at home . Saying he wants to run away with me and constantly asks me “hey if I wanted to, would you leave all your things behind and hop along with me?” I didn’t answer him. Its bad enough tolerating him.
I’ve grown impatient and very irritable about his ways of thinking. He has taken me “no lie” to a wave pool, six flags, playl and, to a nice park or two, and to see KISS in concert. He has bought me gifts upon gifts upon gifts. How do you think it makes me feel? It makes me feel like I’m cheap when I don’t have a job.Constantly saying once and a while at least buy something or pay for something for me; you have money somewhere. I feel he’s buying my love that way I wouldn’t never leave him. In yet, I know my parents wouldn’t get me much but that’s only cause their in debt as it is.
I grow tired of making love to him only because its the same routine over and over and over again. Same positions and same place to go. He does this because he fears of not breaking the condom and not going too crazy. I’m like that to me is bullshit because you have mentioned before that you were gonna do it and you did and that’s your excuse for each time you have sex with me? PALEEASE! All I wanted to do is go to a club or to a lounge or at least to another state. But I need to have him be the one to take me there. My parents would only let me go out with people they know and trust but they can’t trust me enough to make the decisions I make or its the end of the world!

Should I stay or should I go? Should I be patient with him and keep this relationship going? or should I leave a man I’ve been with for 5 years whom I honestly was my first real love?
ok first off
im not being a bitch about it
I’m just saying how I feel
I’m 22 years old and still trying to live a life without having to many thing distract me from school. Its not that I don’t care about him
its just he over exceeds himself to try harder to get my very attention

if you were with him you would feel the same
but then again you probably don’t have any clue

What do you think of this exciting new poem I worked extremely hard on?

when doves cry…
…
i like to eat …
just up the street…
at taco bell…
my own personal hell…
its worse than …
women or man…
wal mart can be…
torture you see…
so i go to the pet shop…
to watch the bunnies hop…
hop hop hop hop …
hop hop hop plop…
that is the sound they make…
when they hop seven times and fall on a rake…
but dont worry…
the bunny might scurry…
but its not hurt…
but it messed up my shirt…
here is the trick…
watch a broken stick…
off of a rose bush…
in the morning rush…
just sometimes you have to…
stop and smell the doo doo…
that fertilizes…
flowers and despises…
to be smelled…
you can be quelled…
when you realize it…
that flowers grow out of shit…
also some days…
when there is haze…
and then comes rain…
you might disdain…
that this refrain…
is said again…
that this refrain…
is said again…
that this refrain…
is said again…
ok so the rain…
which is on the plain…
but blocks out the sun…
which people think is fun…
is also needed for…
the help the flower or…
the pretty tree grow…
this you should know…
but it is ironic…
that it is iconic…
that the rose also has to have…
the sun and to laugh…
that is the message…
of this passage…
that flowers also must chuckle…
or they will buckle…
oh hey the sun will set soon…
then we will see the moon…
isnt that nice…
the moon must like mice…
because mice and rats…
decide that…
they will come out at night…
then maybe we might…
get to see that rose…
as the moon glows…
and maybe a bat…
will see that a cat…
wants to eat a mouse…
inside a house…
but when the kitty…
chases the mouse’s ditty…
it runs into a wall…
because the mouse is too small…
i said that…
poor cat…
nearby a toad…
hops in the road…
while a rabbit…
shows it…
that…
it should run from the cat…
but while the toad…
hops in the road…
it gets run over…
by a car with a dog inside named rover…
so that toad…
no longer is cold…
in the night air…
there is despair…
because it is dead…
that has been said…
the world now grieves…
silently like leaves…
blowing the wind…
softly yet…
manly, it…
is really beautiful sometimes…
when the wind chimes chime…
next to your friend…
who’s life will too end…
that makes you sad…
if you think about that bad…
times that you had…
you should be glad…
that you have a friend…
and then…
the sun comes up the next day…
its as bright as they say…
so the house lights go out…
you dont have to shout…
when you’re outside…
and not inside…
you may see a monster…
who has bad posture…
but you dont know…
that on the beach or in snow…
you can rely…
on this guy…
to help you out…
when you pout…
he is actually nice…
like sugar and spice…
he has bad posture and is strange…
because he had a sex change…
he used to be…
a she…
if you think that’s weird…
this is mirrored…
on a horse…
of course…
maybe you too…
had to do…
sex reassignment surgery…
if you didnt its purjory…
because its a metaphor…
like a torch …
it can scorch…
for what your secrets are for…
we all have them…
women and men…
maybe you can hide…
but you will find…
in a pig pen…
its best to show them…
just count to nine…
it will be fine…
you can say them or sing…
with a fling…
or a pat of butter…
your heart will flutter…
it doesnt matter…
if theyre on a platter…
or a paper plate…
either is grate…
so dont hide from yourself…
or any dwarf halfling or elf…
like that guy who played drums…
he was dumb…
do you know who i mean?…
he had a shirt that was green…
and a moustache…
that would not pass…
the moral of this story …
is there is no glory …
unless you live life…
with both cookies and strife…
this is a rule…
like a jewel…
just dont stand too long…
it will be gone…
if you have to pose…
with the rose…
then it will be far…
like a star…
then you will come across…
your boss…