crayoned thoughts

I wonder how life would be without music. Where would we find a voice when words fail us? Where would we pour our lungs out when others can’t seem to notice our screams? Where would we find refuge when confusion stirs our hearts? Where would we find a song to turn to just to feel understood and never alone? Where? Where? Where? The wheres could go on… and I can just imagine such a sad and gloomy life. Thankfully, it isn’t. And that’s because we have Music! Thank you, Music. You’ve always been there to speak and listen. You’ve always been a shelter to rest upon this wary heart. Thank you for being with me on these days when you seem like my only friend. And you’ve been a good friend. These thoughts… my thoughts… here they are again. So now, let me blast you, so I won't hear them.