Me, Myself, and Music
When I'm feeling blue, I want to scream and cry
But listening to music gives me this high
Sometimes a great playlist or some Drake makes my day
Other times a good Beyonce song make me wanna slay
Music is my life. It makes me happy, it makes me sad
But with Me, Myelf, and Music I know that on my bad days
I have my playlist waiting for me to press play
This poem is about:
Me
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