It was never about the artist…
Or the voice that came every time I pressed the play button.
It wasn't the genre, or the style.
Nor the amount of upbeat either.
I turned it up all the way…
Not because I couldn't hear,
But because I wanted to drown out everything else.
I wanted to forget the harsh words, the drama, and the disappointed faces.
I forgot about my failures and my flaws.
I found myself, close eyed, only hearing the music, the lyrics that described my life.
Whenever it played…I was flawless.
I saw myself living the perfect life, I saw myself…Happy.
But a song only lasts a few minutes…And then I wake up.
Finding myself in the harsh reality that was my life.
But for a few moments I could see my self flying.
But every dream has an ending….
I can't hear it anymore…
Just like the light from my eyes.