All around me
I feel the music all around me
And there is nothing that defies me
The cold air, my tingling skin, as I break into motion
Intertwined in my skin
Sweat starts falling from my brow
And if you’d see me you’d say id been possessed
By the nuance that invokes me
I’m starting to attract a crowd which later takes pictures with me and posts them on the internet
They smile and laugh when I’m happy
They’re marveled and entranced when the music gets darker
It’s amazing to volunteer and make people happy
I’ve had rough turns from injuries to school bullies
But when I put those headphones on
No matter what starts playing
Stress is lifted from my skin
In a world that everything seems possible
By only trying and never leaving the beat
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