falling || 5sos || au

xvi.

xvi.

[his thoughts]

“yes,” she whispered

and I had hummed quietly

to the machined heartbeat

of my sister

and I tried my best not to

twist my lips

and she cocked her head and asked,

“so?”

so we sing!

we sing to the birds

we sing to the rhythm of our heartbeats

we make people dance

we make their heartbeats bounce

and we will make them all realise

that music can cure

and music is everything but nothing 

did you?

realise that?

that we are music

we are inspiration,

we aren’t extinction

we aren’t making a change

we are the change

and we always will be

“we have to figure this out, we need more people,”

was all I said

and her face fell

and I smiled and did all these

happy things

and I heard the most awful thing

it was my laughter and it sounded

so different

than when I’m sobbing tear after

tear

for my mother