Beethoven would be in awe
by the symphony you are writing,
A masterpiece in the making,
An arrangement you dub "My Life"
Each note, a moment you have lived
Hung out to dry on five dark lines
Bundled in groups between black bars
Yet, all remain attached
I reside in the orchestra
Poised, ready to join in
Though, if you haven't a part for I
I will not fret, but listen in adoration
Waiting for my cue to play.
*Wrote because as of now, my friend wants nothing to do with me and won't acknowledge my existence and I just want him to know that even if I am not in his life or he in mine, that i want him to be happy and that i will always be here waiting if he needs me. also, he likes music
