Lifting my earbuds to my ears
I'm ready to drown out all my fears
Music comes in loud and slow
The melody comes out through my throat
Self-awareness goes out the door
Here I am dancing on the floor
With a sway of my hips and some side steps
There's added rhythm into the mix
All music is accepted
No beat is rejected
The notes dance in my head, lessons to keep
It burns the despair and troubles deep
It's an addiction I cant get rid of
Music is what I do and what I love
YOU ARE READING
Drabbles
Short StoryThis is where I will put down short small stories, One Shots, Imagines and poems. I can't promise to do every request but I can try can't I?
