Get up and groove.
Get up and dance.
Have some fun,
come on, give it a chance.

Listen to the beats,
as you dance on the street.
Dance with your friend,
I know you wish it would never end.

More join in,
do a couple spins,
laughing among us all,
as all the negativity falls.

We keep on going,
until we're all too tired to move.
but, our hearts keep going,
still going with the groove.

I can stop the beats,
but I don't even try.
It makes me euphoric,
ready for the world.

Every time I hear it,
I turn back the clock,
back to when I was six.

Back to when the world was unicorns and rainbows,
and I could take it all.
I still can.
But, this everlasting rhythm,
makes it last forever.

It grows,
        and it jives.
it flows,
        and it thrives.

We love the feeling,
        as it helps us with healing,
and my mind is just reeling,
        with emotions.

But sadly,
        it's a tragedy,
when the music has to end.

I don’t think anyone knows what music truly means to me,
Or could relate to how it make me feel-
For it is indescribable-
Simplicity or Wild Intensity
The way every song makes me feel something different-
English words for emotions could not comprehend,
So maybe that’s why I love music so much,
Not just because of it’s obvious entertainment and joy,
But because it can showcase everyone of my deep, delicate feelings-
In a world in which no one truly understands me

-JJ
18/04/25

Over the years music has played an important role in my life.
When I was upset, I played music to cheer myself up.
When I was happy, music sat by my side and cheered with me.
When I was depressed, music wrapped its cozy arms around me and acted as a close friend.

My shoulder to lean on.
My words when I couldn’t think of anything to say.
The reason why I was strong when everything tried its hardest to make me weak.
The one thing that I will always welcome to soothe me.

The music that graces my ears is as diverse as the colors of a rainbow.
Each one has its own significant meaning
and is a beautiful site to see and feel.
The words of my favorite songs float
from my speakers,
to my ears,
and then to my soul.
I like the songs I like
and I love the songs that I love.

There are many genres of music.
And me being the unique individual that
I am,
I can’t stick to one genre.
if my ears and soul dig a song,
Why can’t I do the same?

The 511 songs on my phone are shuffled.
When I press play, rock music could start the show.
Queen, Fleetwood Mac, Aerosmith, The Eagles, or the Police, or Jimi Hendrix.
If I fast forward to the next song, rap might take the stage.
Tupac, Ice Cube, 3 6 Mafia, Bone Thugs N Harmony, Ludacris, TI, Lil Wayne, Drake, J.Cole.
Pop songs could pop out next.
Michael Jackson, The Weeknd, Sam Smith, Ariana Grande, Lizzo, Doja Cat, Lady Gaga.
R&B would want to follow.
New Edition, Adina Howard, Brandy, Erykah Badu, Aaliyah, TLC, Fantasia, Beyonce, Keyshia Cole, Amerie, Ashanti, Usher.
BTS, Blackpink, or Jay Park might conclude or continue the show.
As they always do.

Each song I jam to is distinctive.
I feel as though no one song is the same as the next.

My phone is the time capsule that contains the treasures to my ears.
I may start in the 1970s and travel to the 2000s.
Or I may start in the 2010s and go back to the 1990s.
Whichever song decides to play first, I will always listen to it like it’s my first time.

Mia J
3-14-2021

© 2021 Mia J

I heard the worst cover of Radiohead,
Some man was singing Creep,
But with a polka swing.

He knew what he was doing,
The crowd wasn't too happy,
Yet, each word he sang,
Came with more pain,
Than the original.

If you asked me my future job,
I would say “I’m not sure”,
But if asked me my dream job,
I would say - music
Singing,
Song writing,
To be in a band,
Though I know it is unrealistic and it may always stay as just that- a dream

But to touch people souls,
-Their hearts
Like music does to me ,
To make them feel every word-
Every note-
To be changed just in that moment
For there worries to melt away-
Escape from the world,
Or reveal the worlds beauty-
Taken away in a boat through stream of melodies,
- My melodies

-JJ
18/04/25

On the floor music blasting in my ears.
The music echoing in my aching chest.
Every anxious thought striking me with fear.
Leaving me cloudy and depressed.

The artists music reflecting their pain.
That makes me feel like they are with me.
Like being dry in the rain.