Unrecorded
My life is a story without the words,
a music song of unwritten chords.
A melody I choose to sing,
tunes I hear that sometimes ring.
My collection of rhyme,
tells the absence of time.
Feelings expressed in a lyric,
so others can hear it.
My anger held in a note,
volume controlled by remote.
The years pass in one bar,
with lessons that I've learned so far.
I play my song,
without a right or wrong.
My verse I hope will never end,
this experience will soon transcend.
Copyright © Andrea Girardi | Year Posted 2005
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