I am different
You may be too
Where people see danger and red lights
I see just an ordinary object
Where people may feel safe
I feel like a knot of nerves
I am always prepared for "worst case scenarios"
You may be that way too
I don't hear music
I hear and see the feelings of the people making the music
They may portray parts of their past
They may portray broken hearts of past relationships
They may portray their favorite memory
May it be a birthday where they got that one coveted gift that they had wanted since forever
Or marching down a street protesting
They may portray pain and sorrow
I see two different ways
Instead of seeing one of myself
I see two
One is usually crying or laughing
The other is usually running
Running from what?
Running from pain
Running from hate
Running from hurt
But what if she is running to something?
Running to freedome
Running to power
Running to escape...
Running to express herself?
But doesn't she do that through music?
Yes, But sometimes people don't understand
You may be too
YOU ARE READING
Fault within me
PoesíaPoems about my pathetic yet eventful life. Most don't rhyme so get over it.