This poem is about how tiring and confusing life can be. We're forced to keep playing our roles in society and fulfilling our responsibilities even though sometimes we just want a break. But, in spite of that, we have to keep trying and remind ourselves of the things we love because life is fleeting.
My voice could spark a blazing fire
Yet I often feel like a speechless choir
The tune that's right, the note that's wrong
Who's to say where I belong?
I wish to sing with no one around
To get lost in pursuit of being found
Do I take your hand as I do this dance?
It seems that our love is a waltz of chance
I let you stay to ease my pain
Though I fear you'll dissolve like summer rain
So it's you and I on this endless cruise
You play piano, and I sing the blues
We would like a break, but that's not how it goes
And the music may cease, even as we compose
Though your fingers are calloused and so are mine
The melody warms me like sweet summer wine
I am scared, it's true, of the final note
But there's something in the rhythm that keep me afloat