what changed?
music was a haven
its words spoke to me
it filled me with depth and feeling
helped me understand people
I could tap to the beat
learn the songs
write my own
share my story
but nowadays you'll see me in the
bus
hallways
room
anywhere
and I'll be
distant
dissociated
day 'dreaming'
dazed
drugged on the feeling of unreality
because now music isn't my home, my haven
its my escape
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