It's hard to love what you love
When it receives no appreciation
From others.
It can damper the feelings you get
when your finger tips touch the
Ivory, the Strings,
the Brass.
If it matters to no one,
It is hard to see how it should matter
At all.
So you perform in solitude,
You shine for no one.
Not because you are shy
Not because there are none to hear
But because
No one would care.
They do not want to see you shine
They want you to
Remain in the dark with
The rest of them.