They say don't live in the past.
They say live in the now, as the future will pass.
But I'm like a half empty glass.
What used to be me, it's shadow lingers above me, constantly.
Memories and emotions, they seem to bind into one.
Just one giant, very sad song.
Though I do comfort myself,
Through the lyrical miracles, of good music itself.
My heartbeat has a tone, and my footsteps have rhythm,
When I have headphones on, even in bed,
Idols collaborate in my head,
It makes me happy, the power of tunes.
Tones are my breath, I believe without doubt.
Music is the reason for me, it's why I'm here.
Music may not be your reason to be,
But you see, your destiny is to find out.
So what are you waiting for? Go and find out.
This is just a poem I wrote a while ago, after a bad day I had.