With music playing in my ear,
The only one here who understands this fear
I see their weird looks
As I read through your books
But when I don't express my faith
I may as well be a wraith
It's a shame
That they don't understand your fame
It makes me want to cry a crystal tear
With music playing in my ear
YOU ARE READING
poetry?
PoetryI started writing I guess, poetry? Well, either way I seem to enjoy it so I thought I'd post a few since I haven't been active in a while, I hope you enjoy.
