Someone Felt it Too
When I was young
all I wanted was to be seen.
To be noticed
and for someone to realize
I was there.
To see the beauty of my mind
and the kindness in my heart.
The dreams that kept me going
when my part of the world was dark.
I retreated to the comfort
of my dark bedroom
and hid away behind books.
I drifted away in the lyrics of songs.
Because someone, somewhere felt it too.
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Felt!
So glad. Thank you!
This takes me back to my own room and music, writing and trying to sketch like I was on fire.
I’m so happy to see you here!
Thank you for telling me about this. I am greatly enjoying it!