Music.
A nice way to express yourself.
To let out your emotions.
Pain, fear, anger, happiness, death.Not Me.
I choose to hear a song.
In this particular case, The Beatles song, 'I'm Looking Through You.'
It reminds me of you.All Of It Does.
The first lyric is "I'm Looking Through You, Where Did You Go."
That makes me think about how I look at you and see how evil you are and I think,Where DID You Go?
"I Thought I Knew You, What Did I Know." That's the next lyric. That reminds me of how I thought I knew you well but,
What DID I Even Know?
"You Don't Look Different But You Have Changed," is the next lyric.
Reminds me of how you don't look different to anybody else but,You've Changed In My Mind.
"I'm Looking Through You, You Look The Same." That's what really seals it up.
But It Isn't Sealed Enough.
"You're Lips Are Moving, I Cannot Hear." Reminds me of how you talk but I can't listen because it's all,
Lies.
"You're Voice Is Soothing, But The Words Aren't Clear." Reminds me of how you sound like you did but when you say you love me, it just isn't...
Clear Or Understandable.
"You Don't Sound Different, I've Learned The Game." That lyric reminds me of how you always sound the same but try not to,
That's The Game.
"Why, Tell Me Why Did You Not Treat Me Right." Makes me think of why you hit me.
I Don't Even Know.
"Love Has A Nasty Habit Of Disappearing Over Night." Reminds me of how you beat me a four in the morning then think I still love you...
Fully.
YOU ARE READING
The Real Me
PoetryI may seem happy, but not really. I smile through the pain and cry deep inside. The world can be a horrible place and the people too, but I keep on living.