Muse002

I used to think that it was all about the money

and the things and all the fortune and the diamonds

and the clothes that money brings\

 

I thought if I could buy the world then I would smile

And feel no pain and I could escape my own brain

And maybe then I’d feel sane\

 

But the art and all the music summons my soul

They are my muses, aspirations, dedications

It chose me I didn’t choose this\

 

They said the art can’t pay for college

Can’t make a living being an artist

But i know if i work my hardest

I will succeed, be so nostalgic\

 

So when you wake up and realize that you can

Do the things you love, you get that high and feel that buzz

The art the music that’s my drug\

 

I want to inspire those who need it

Raise awareness make people see that there’s still

Love and hope and freedom and if I help one person

Then I have succeeded\

 

So i’m not in it for the money or the gratitudes and thanks

I do this because I love it and the world deserves some grace

I want to help the ones that need it

I don’t want anyone’s praise

I just hope that some time soon

the world will see a brighter day.

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world
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