Can you see me?
Am I just invisible
To your forever looking eyes?
Can't you see
How hard I've tried
To get myself here,
To be heard,
And now?
It appears my voice has been lost
Within the unforgiving crowd.
All I ever wanted,
Was to own a crown,
A place,
A thing
To call my own,
And yet?
It seems that no one,
Not one single person,
Gives a **** about the existence
Of a born tune
Given the life to do whatever they please
But?
You seem determined
On knocking her novelty down.

I thought,
That maybe, just maybe,
You were interested in the workings of my mind.
How it ticked and tocked.
Why the emotions ricked and rocked.
When the creations exploded out,
In a scurrying storm,
I acted insane;
Gloriously insane.
But yet,
The initial hope
And wear of my first-seen happiness
Has grown too tacky and lifeless
For the likes of you,
Because what I am?
What I have become, created and exposed
Through time and written notes?
*You don't enjoy it like the way you used to.

Someone once told me
Never give up.
Your soul is beautiful.
But what if,
Just what if,
I wanted to give up,
Just this once,
And create my soul to be imperfect?

Without you,
I'm just an emotional wreck.
Thanks for everything, music.

It's all ok now,
It's over,
One last kiss,
One last touch,
And it's over.
It's over.
Please let your breath fade
And wash over the pain,
Because it's over.
It's all ok.