Without music and poetry,
I would never have become the person I am.
I fell in love with the idea falling in love,
and it broke my heart.
I want more then to just make it by.
I want to Live, Love, and be Loved,
loved for who I am.
And to feel wanted there.
Wanted to hold, and comfort.
Wanted to be kissed, and made to laugh.
I want to be needed there.
Needed for a laugh, or a hug,
Needed as a shoulder, to dry the tears.
Loved for who I am, who I can be.
Not hated for who I was, or who I am now.
To be loved as no one has loved me before.
Without music. I wouldn't be able,
to shout from pain at the top of my lungs.
And people not care at all.
To blast out my thoughts,
and live the music.
Without poetry. I wouldn't be able,
to pour out my feelings,
in a understanding language.
I would have gotten the help,
that changed and saved my heart.
I would be lost to the sea of dreams,
sailing a ship of sorrows.
Fighting a storm of lunacy,
from dampening my light.
My light for the will to live,
love, and be loved.
For who I am.And who I can be.
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