My Rhythm
Music,
To some it’s ear trash,
To others a beautiful mind treasure.
To me,
The leader of my soul.
The never ending and constant changing beat,
Never leave my mind and lead my feet,
Through the highs and lows helping me feel complete.
When I’m blue,
The glum songs lead me through.
When I’m joyful,
The upbeat songs make me better than normal.
Every time has a song,
It makes time not seem long.
Music inspires me,
Leads me,
And makes me who I am.
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