Drums going off in my head,
Slow and steady,
Fast and frantic.
Don't you understand what I've said?
Or have I just
Left you behind again.
Life is about speaking to the rythym,
Moving on when it's not there.
It's about finding a chord so perfect,
You can use it anywhere.
It's about discovering your own beat,
Till the world sings harmony.
It's about talking with the music
Of who you are
And who you wanna be.
It is a poem. It is not a very good poem. It does not properly express what I wanted to say......