Here is the transcription of my most recent video blog:
(And here’s the audio on AnchorFM)
Hey everybody, it’s Queen Mab here, and boy…it’s been a day. But I’m not going to talk about that! Instead, I’m going to play a song for you. Now I talked to you awhile back about that three song EP that I’ve been trying to finish forever and ever and ever, and I would like to play the second song for you. All of the songs on this EP are meant to be about my time in college, and the second one is about a mentor of mine.
And I was listening to Brené Brown’s podcast, maybe…I don’t know, a few weeks ago…and I was listening to the episode where she talks with Dr. Yaba Blay, and they were talking about the need to prove. And that’s what this song is all about – is just wanting so badly to prove yourself to somebody and just always coming up short. So anyway…this song is called “Be Like You.” And I’m gonna cheat a little bit and have my lyrics up in front of me.
On the first day that I met you
You took me by surprise
You talked fast, you were energetic
Yet somehow very wise
I wanted to be who you were
I wanted to do what you did
I wanted to learn from your every move
I thought if I did what you said
Then surely I’d come out ahead
And then at the end of our time I would be just like you
I did all the things you told me
Yet somehow stayed the same
I worked hard, gave it lots of effort, but
Things never seemed to change
I wanted to keep you impressed
So you would think I was the best
And then you would always believe in me
But no matter how hard I tried
I never quite took it in stride
And that’s when I knew that I never would be just like you
I always had my own opinions
I knew what I had to do
I would go my own direction
Be it with or without you
I started to find my own way
And oh, how I hoped you would say
That I should go do what I had to do
But I don’t think you understood
It’s possible you never could
And that’s when I knew I must do it alone without you.
I guess I always knew the day would come
When I’d be marching to the beat of my own drum
I’d be doing it my way at long last
And never looking back into the past
I ignored all the warnings that you wished I’d heed
I know you think I prob’ly never will succeed
And that’s fine – but I wish that you would understand
That the things that you taught me made me who I am
I still hope someday you’ll hear me
I hate to say it’s true
I still dream of the day when you take me aside
And you say, “Hey, pal, I’m proud of you!”
Who knows if I’ll see you again
A mentor and maybe a friend
Or maybe from now on, just strangers
I know that I’ll never forget
And certainly never regret
All the things that I learned at your side
Because I wanted to be like you
Because I wanted to be like you
And I – I hate to say it, but
I still do
I still do
All right, well, there were a few small booboos in that, but nobody died, so provided you can hear my voice, I will likely post it. Thanks so much for tuning in. If you’d like to see more of my content, you can visit queenmabmusic.com. Don’t forget to like, comment, and subscribe, and I’ll see you next time.