The music is my medicine <br />it heals my deepest wound <br />from broken hearts to bleeding cuts <br />i'll turn it up <br />hoping it will save me this time <br />it seems to always work <br />i can hide my scary secrets <br />back behind the eighth notes <br />although i can still feel them <br />lurking around behind me <br />they're out of my way <br />so i can leave this place <br />and dance around <br />like a princess with a crown <br />the music dances also <br />like a hip hop ballerina <br />she moves around and around me <br />each time she passes <br />the music surrounds me <br />the next thing i know <br />they're pointing and laughing <br />because of the way i'll always be <br />free with my secrets lurking behind me!<br /><br />Just Becca<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-music-6/
