It felt so empty like trap between a wall,
As my entrance was silent, my presence left untold,
With very little movement, ill caught up in the cold.
Hearing their hearts, accompany with strumming strings,
Raw words and thought, sadly when they sing,
Reaching out to the world, with their own special way,
To relate with my life, every single day
This is my passion, without missing a beat,
Words gave me hope, try to keep my face lit,
To know I’m not alone, there’s others out there,
Hoping you understand, to those who care…
ps:
idea came from the recent songer songwriter edition @ klpac.
thanks for enriching my with views and values...
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