The music of my soul,
Could never fully unfold.
I wished forever,
To let it be told.
No one ever listened,
Not even to my screams.
Wishing I could run,
Run away from all these "things."
But fear drives my spirit,
Sometimes far too much.
It's a sad life,
When you can't love what you do.
I love some choices,
But there's just a few.
I write music in my head,
And sing my thoughts in the garage.
No one cared to listen,
So I wrote it in the stars.
YOU ARE READING
Poems For Life
PoetryRandom poems that I write at random times. just thought I should put them to good use. Please follow me.
