Music

Fri, 11/15/2013 - 12:14 -- jayatuk

Music, It's my escape
Don't judge me by my genre
Music, It used to be on tape
I feel safe

The way it sounds
The way it pounds
It's like reality drowns
My music doesn't cause frowns

The percussions
The vocals
The tone are like cushions
It might scare the locals

When I feel alone
Music calms me
The volume or the tone
I feel happy

Music, You've always been there for me
Others might growl or scream
This is my reality
Music, It's never a dream
 

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jayatuk

I wrote it.

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