It all make sense now

Life could have been a doomed black-hole, without music it doesn’t make sense.

When I see it’s all connected, I got goosebumps, it took away my guilt; it isn’t all my fault, I just need tuning.

Without music, life was all the same; black and while like it’s nothing;when you started playing, colors gets in.

My life’s no longer black and gray, when music gets in the way; my hands wants to play.

I gave it a guitar but it doesn’t know how to play, so I lead the way; got so busy, but I’m still thinking of it, really.

It’s always in my mind, but I’m not responding; a bad listener, why am I procrastinating, now making sense.

Music is all I needed; what is learning the chords without tuning in; I know baby steps, but I want to hear it.

Okay now, there’s music; it all make sense, why we’re not understanding the lyrics.

I’m so scared, I don’t wanna try it; it’s so addicting I may not stop it and you may find yourself.

It all make sense, now that there is music; I guess you have the right to be more than what I think.

I am letting you, myself; I’m not sure how to handle it, but I think I can make it, with the power of music.