Your Music Poem by Poetry Falcon

You have a sadness buried deep within. Not sure why, it hasn't been revealed. But I see you, I see pieces of you.

See, it's difficult to find someone to connect with. When one looks that good on the outside, people will assume the inside is bare.

Seems like an easy problem to have but that's just the curse of being beautiful. Never taken seriously, always overlooked.

As eclectic as your spirit and your beauty, your thoughts. Far beyond this realm not everything is black or white. It tells me you don't conform. Steadfast to your beliefs. This uniqueness perhaps adds to your already misery.

I sense this new phase is a relief for you, away from the mundane. Forged passionate relationships. Some have ran its course. Others still remain. Some you're too scared to walk away from. The curse of every human.