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Mar 2018
Music is a compelling force, yet mysterious.
Nobody knows why it makes us feel what we feel.
Is it the beat? The lyrics? The tone of voice?
The answer is us. Our experiences make us enjoy the feel of music.

But now, I feel we are straying from that answer.
So many people seem to just like music because others like it.
They are being told what like and dislike.

All it takes now it a repeated, unoriginal beat
And lyrics that are catchy, but don't have meaning.
The tone is the same in every song. Repeated without end.

Music used to have feeling to me,
But now when I listen to newer music, I feel empty and hollow.
The void music used to fill still exists when I listen to newer music.

Now I listen to older music, when music itself had a soul.
Now and then, there are some songs with that feeling,
Written by people unknown to the world.

But that music is drowned out.
Never to make the shine it's destined.
But it shines for me, and I encourage that shine.

When I try to show the shine to others,
But they do not see it nor feel it.
They have been blinded to a point past fixing.

This new music is a plague, eating individuality and personality.
Making people hollow shells, unable to make contact with.
Void of emotion and senses, never to have those back.

And I fear it will never change.
Written by
Xman  18/M/Illinois
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