I can’t seem to understand
Why this same
**** song
Plays in my head.
It isn’t even a good song
Not the kind that fills you
With jubilation, freedom
No.

(I took a walk today and saw a man in a wheelchair trying to cross the road. I thought a car was going to hit him but he made it across)

This **** song
Leaves me barren.
It takes everything from me;
my love, my happiness-
It leaves me barren.

(People can’t seem to understand that if I stop for you to go, you shouldn’t stop for me to go. Then we just both stand for longer.)

I wish it would stop playing
But right when it ends
It repeats again.
And I don’t turn it off…
I’m waiting for it to turn itself off.

(Oh, and while we’re talking about it, I miss playing the piano. I miss making the music on my own.)

Maybe the more I talk about the
**** song
The more likely it will be to
Go away.
The song is shy, and I am not afraid of it
It should be afraid of me.