**They hear the crescendos,
All the highs and the lows,
Never do they notice
*That I–
Am a soulless piece of music.*
The hurt, and the dirt
On my feet and my shirt.
Never do they notice,
*It ends–
Even before it all begins.*
© Ali Qureshi**
Jan 26, 2018
Jan 26, 2018 at 2:55 PM UTC
**They hear the crescendos,
All the highs and the lows,
Never do they notice
*That I–
Am a soulless piece of music.*
The hurt, and the dirt
On my feet and my shirt.
Never do they notice,
*It ends–
Even before it all begins.*
© Ali Qureshi**
