All my songs contain a memory
A dissonance within my expression
I conjured patterns to liberate me
Yet it drowned underneath the tension
The moments I needed to force out
Release the pain and joy in incoherency
Find the right notes to portray about
The calculus of placing letters gorgeously
Yet merely a few words from you
Constructed so raw and gently
Transformed a simple melody
Into something transcendently
Above my conventional mediocrity
I composed a simple winding journey
That articulated my fervent excitatory
For the beginning of what will become of me.
