Dear Music
I remeber it all started in Grandma's den
we've been writing love letters since then
In third grade i wrote my very first rhyme
back then i was learning how to carry dimes
you're the girl i always try to impress
even though you were gangsta rap, i still picture you in a dress
i was so innocent and you were so mature
if there were a message in th words i wasn't sure
all i cared about is the beat and the melody
the only thing you brought were sweet memories
you were the gift that kep on giving, as long as i kept on living
in high school, you helped me when i was depress
when my auntie died, you were theonly one to put me to rest
one day i let it all out because you took me there
you brought out emotions that i normally wouldn't share