Music is my escape;
I am only truly free when I compose
The only time I ignore the world around me
The only time my feelings cannot be controlled.
It is the only time they pour out of my heart and straight into my fingers as they glide and crash against the beautiful keys of my piano.
It is the only time I  exaggerate my wins and fully revel in my joy.
Music is my escape and without it, I am nothing.

Writing is my cage;
I am only truly aware when I write poems
The only time I delve deeper into the world around me
The only time my feelings cannot be repressed.
It is the only time they pour out of my heart and straight into my fingers as they rush across paper, my pen scratching furiously.
It is the only time I drown in my sorrow and fully relish my pain,
Writing is my cage and with it, I am everything.

I am nothing and everything at the same time
I am indestructible.