THE CHORD OF MY ESCAPE
I can dance, I can sing.
I can twirl around on the floor.
That’s how it’s supposed to be.
But of course, all happiness has to come to an end.
I look at the ground
I sigh and frown.
It’s time to let go of my only true friend.
I lift my hand to my ear
And pull out the plastic.
I suddenly feel blank again.
But soon again, I will feel ecstatic
With the chords of my escape.