Music

Music is my escape I sing along every second I can It is the only place Where people seem to understand I sing at the top of my lungs, Sing every word from my heart, I eventually start to feel numb, And soon I will fall apart. I start crying and choke on my words, I can no longer sing, too busy crying my eyes out. My vision starts to blur, That is true, without a doubt. I’m crying because the music I listen to, Seems to know my life story, And it seems to know my feelings too, These songs just scream out my whole back story. I relive the moments the songs are talking about, How they are all gone, or how they had hurt me. I just want to get out, I wish that you could only see! That I’m not that happy person anymore, I’ve changed, but for the worst. In my eyes, I only see closed doors, And believe me, this isn’t the first. If you saw me now, you’d hear my music, See me shed my tears, and wipe my eyes, You’ll see the life drained out of me, as if there was a tick. Oh, you’ll also get to hear me confess to all of my lies. I try to forget everything and lose myself in the music, Sing along to get any emotions out, That’s pretty much the basics, What I’m all about.