Stating the Obvious

Monday, April 29, 2013

Music can speak the words that I can never say,

when I feel worried or just a little grey,

Music has always been there for me,

And makes me feel young, wild and free.

The gift of love

is louder, then the pressure to be perfect.

You will rise above,

and will earn respect.

We will not forget the day,

the towers once stood,

but fiercely fell to the ground.

The day people will be remembered,

for their boldness, bravery and brightness.

You're always their for me.

Whenever I need you.

When times get tough, I always run to you for help.

You're the only one.

The only one I can trust.

We all try to hard.

Making others happier.

And tear ourselves down.

The moment when the light shines,

Through the cracks in the blinds.

Slowly rising up as the light fills the room.

You hear the birds speak and the dry leaves rustle.

Everyone tries to forget.

That one person with the one threat.

It sticks inside your head,

and you can only remember what they said.