from the top
your skin is like sheet music
i read it, and i get confused
the notes are whole and halved
i trip and stumble over my words
and my fingers don't cooperate
but you know how to keep my voice at bay
how to control my tone
how to make stay in place,
playing forever and ever
let me go already
but you make me practice until i am done
until there are no more keys to press
and there are no more melodies
and all is left is our yelling
do not let it be here forever
just let me breathe
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