Random Bits Of My Poetry

"Obsession" is what YOU say, "Objection" is what I SCREAM

You call it an obsession,

I call it an escape and a lifesaver.

Behind my squeals and

joyous screams are happiness, peace and an escape.

I scream and squeal because I love them, not because I'm obsessed with them.

They're all like a drug to me.

Once I try it, I love it.

And I can't stop loving it.

Like a bug in a rug,

I'm at my happiest place with them blaring through my ears.

Music is MY ESCAPE, NOT AN OBSESSION.