It hurts when i see.
I love when i feel it.
Knowing I’m living in one moment one time one second one life.
Knowing I’m loving every beat.
I dance to my own drum.
Tapping to the beat when I’m looking at you.
Hurting because I can never have you.
This is one thing wanting me to stop the music i play.
Knowing my beat is one of a kind.
Putting are beats together we make art. Being strong.
Knowing i can never see the painting