I thought that I couldThought it was my time
It felt like it was ready
But I was again wrong
I didn't pay attention to
the type of heart song
my heart now so heavy
my tears they never end
from my cloud I am forced into having to descend
the music box inside me
tucked away in my heart
wasn't playing when I woke it just didn't want to start
And slowly begin to detach and fall completely apart
As if to never ever be fixed
unrepairable unfixable and unwanted and unloved too
Giving myself and my love after what is been through
Trying to solve so many of these problems and issues
All by my lonesome I am and always will be I guess
Thinking this wont change this late in life nontheless
Promising to always and only give my all my best
And into myself is where I should first try to invest
I cant believe that it was I whom created this mess
The day my secret music box that is in me hidden
away from everyone else
to hear it is very forbidden
if interest is shown well I am sure to be so smitten
It gives me an idea of the way things may actually go
its been there since I ever could have known to know
it is what makes the winds in me continue on to blow
That is me and it's all there is to it that's what I know
this here train has gone about as far as it will go
when out of the little music box melodies do not flow
it accounts for many things that go on inside my head
without it I can promise you Id definitely be dead
But so far it's outages have been extremely short bits
Dead wasn't the answer for me I keep on living instead
my tears sometimes feel as if from my eyes they bled
Little music box keeps me from finding a way insane
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My Heart Beatz
Poetryabout my love and friendship that I have with music my best friend