How much could a blank space be worth?
Something derived from our wonderful Earth
Something you use every single day
You can list things, create, and make
It helps you learn, it helps you earn
After we use it, the item can burn
Used for work, home, and school
Sometimes it is bundled, isn't that cool?
Recycled, destroyed, processed, and cut
If you don't use it then the door of life is shut
You will use it all of the time
And just one piece is under a dime
It's paper

Keys, does it matter how they are pressed
The pattern that is done, it looks like a mess
Typing characters all over the screen
Then sentences and words are to be seen
Then you have the ones that open the doors
The ones that you may lose all over the floor
On the ring, a massive collection
Search for the one, it's a great selection
Get to a place, type in a case
Use them to create music that goes all over the place

Silence, the wind, the sky
The sun going down as time goes by
Passing are lights, across the road
Not one person stops for the lost load
Waiting on the edge
Going to tip off the ledge
Fragile or not, it is not cared for
As months pass, it rains and snows
Will someone get it, we do not know
Precious luggage waits on the side
Day after day as cars drive by
Passing are lights

As pressure is sent to the keys below
Sound rises from the speakers you know
Only to cause vibrations of sound
Straight to our ears going brain bound
If it’s too loud people begin to stir
Gradually turning it down to just a quiet whir
Almost to the point where it cannot be heard
Headphones are the only way, sure
Use them and no one will hear
The wonderful sound playing in our ears
Just listen to one more note
As it travels around your head like a castle mote
Rushing and rushing causing your mood
I would be careful of what you listen to
Trapped inside for a long time
Did you notice this is like music and it rhymes?
I just brainwashed you to listen to every word I say
I just caused you feel a certain way
That’s the danger of music itself
That’s also the explanation of why we can’t control ourselves
As pressure is sent to the keys below
Sound rises from the speakers you know
Only to cause vibrations of sound
Straight to our ears going brain bound
If it’s too loud people begin to stir
Gradually turning it down to a whir
Almost to the point where it cannot be heard
Headphones are the only way, sure
Use them and no one will hear
The wonderful sound playing in our ears
Just listen to one more note
As it travels around your head like a castle mote
Rushing and rushing causing your mood
I would be careful of what you listen to
Trapped inside for a long time
Did you notice this is like music and it rhymes?