Blackbird – The Beatles.
This is the song of my life. I listen to so many times, happy or sad, it does not matter. I got familiar with The Beatles (true fan right now!) after a movie I saw around 12 or 13 years ago. Since then I always loved this song, and everyone knows this song needs to be played on my funeral. I am not much of a fangirl -getting-a-tattoo type. Getting The Beatles tattoo wasn’t so much about The Beatles, but more about the feeling the songs give me.
Anyways, the lines ‘Take these broken wings and learn to fly.’ spoke to me in some way. Sometimes it just feels like I was born broken, with my conditions and all. It feels heavy and occasionally even unfair.
Just like the wings in this song. I got wings that were broken and I need to fly. It seems so unfair that I would get wings but give them damaged? Guess what. It is about the battle. Getting stronger. Nobody would give me wings that were broken if they though that I could not handle it. And in the end, my wings would be stronger, so I could battle storms or go to extreme heights.
So I have to think the same way about my disorder. I would not have this if I could not handle it. And all this battling makes me stronger. And you know what, in the end I get to experience so many more things a lot of people don’t.
I hope it makes sense. It feels like there are no words to explain and no words are good enough to use. What do you think about my new ink? What is your opinion about the meaning behind it. And have you ever heard this song?