Music heals us when the world tears us apart.
The lyrics are our words, the ones we can't form ourselves.
The beat is our heart, continuing to pump even though we want nothing more than it to stop.
Music heals us.
Music keeps us alive.
Without it, we'd never be here.
But still you judge us on what we listen to.
We don't judge you in your mute world, so don't judge us in our loud one.
Because without our earbuds in and music blared, we wouldn't still be here.
YOU ARE READING
Diary of a Dreamer
PoetryThey say you're a dreamer Cause your eyes are sewn shut And you've got your head in the clouds They say you're like sleeping beauty Never gonna wake up until your knight comes to kiss you But it's been ages and still no sign of that white horse and...
