Songs In The Key Of Me

I can hear the indepth music of time gone by
at the metamorphic concert where
memories play the percussion that beats in my head
my dreams and aspirations wield the airless woodwinds
the strings are played on my past loves, their
sweet music making me smile
the blasting of the brass echoes my fears, my insecurities, and my sense of confusion
oh how the instruments play in this hall of my brain,
and how I can harbor such feeling and emotion