Pulsating through me
In every vein
In every drop of blood in me
There is music winding and throbbing
Soft and pounding
Up and down
I don't move to the music
The music moves in me
And pours from my heart
Playing the song I can't ever right
The song of identity and confusion
Of love and hate
For you and me
Until my heart stops beating
And the song is lost in the air
And only echoes can be heard
Against bare walls and empty rooms
That can never be filled
