Growing Up Little

A woman exploring the world of BDSM and sharing what she discovers…

True Colors Lyrics

TRUE COLORS LYRICS

You with the sad eyes, don’t be discouraged
Oh I realize, it’s hard to take courage
In a world full of people, you can lose sight of it
And the darkness inside you makes you feel so small

But I see your true colors shining through
I see your true colors, that’s why I love you
So don’t be afraid to let them show your true colors
Your true colors are beautiful
Like a rainbow
Like a rainbow

Show me a smile then, don’t be unhappy
Can’t remember when I last saw you laughing
If this world makes you crazy and you’ve taken all you can bear
You call me up because you know I’ll be there

And I see your true colors shining through
I see your true colors, that’s why I love you
So don’t be afraid to let them show your true colors
True colors are beautiful (Cheer up!) like a rainbow

I see your colors though they appear to be different
You should never be afraid because your difference is the difference
We live in a time where to be yourself is hard
And the way you really feel can leave you emotionally scarred
But stay strong, stand firm and never back down
Being yourself is the only way to act that
(Like a rainbow)
Trust me, I’m a fighter and a lover
But the only time I fight is to reveal my true colors
You know

I see your true colors shining through
I see your true colors, that’s why I love you
So don’t be afraid to let them show your true colors
True colors are beautiful like a rainbow
Like a rainbow
Your true colors, yeah
Your true colors, yeah
I see them, your true colors
You with the sad eyes

 

 

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Notes From a Day with Daddy

Notes From a Day with Daddy

From early in our relationship… we got into a habit of me writing to Daddy after we had spent a day together, going over in detail my thoughts, reflections, feelings and memories from the day.  I have kept, each and every one of those emails that I have written.

Here are some excerpts from the last one I wrote.  (I spent this Wednesday with him.)

Being led to the bedroom, being told to lie across the bed.  Still cuffed.  You beside me… touching me… running your hand along my bum… I love feeling you touch me there…. it’s soft and gentle and loving.  It makes me want you to touch me more… much more.  The plug.  It hurting.  I love when you make me hurt.  I love you knowing I want it.  Being played with.  Being bound.  Knowing I will do whatever you tell me to do.  Wanting to do whatever you tell me to do.  I love when you play with your spot and you remind me of whose spot it is.  Daddy’s.

Then you walked away…. for some reason I had not even thought about the knife yet.  And when you returned and then clicked it open – I jumped!  I wasn’t expecting that at all.  I was so startled and recognized the sound right away.  Running the knife over my back… mmm Daddy, I could spend hours having you do that.  I love it.  Running it down between my legs.  Then on my breasts… me being able to watch.  I wish we could spend hours doing that.
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