They are curious and bored
And I am famous, what can I say
They wonder how I am happy
When I could be sad in so many ways
Some will call me delusional
Some will call me resilient
But they won’t have the time to hear
How working on oneself, is truly brilliant
That music is not acceptable here
For its hard and crazy and the last resort
They call it sad when I call it zen
And each symphony, has made a record.
-Al
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Author:
Alan R (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: August 12th, 2024 15:31
- Category: Reflection
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Comments2
A positive take on what could be negative. Nicely written
Thankyou so much, I try 😊
Superb
Thanks alot 🙃
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