But my brain is so lame,

 Even name I can’t figured it out,

My face is starting to pout.

I have no idea what to write,

I don’t know what should be inside,

Websites didn’t help me at all,

And now I am going to fall.

Time is moving on and on,

The thing that blocked my head are gone,

Now my bones are moving as I wish,

Finally this poem is finished.

Going through the day with music.

Guitar licking is running through my mind.

Drum fills make it crazier through my tapping feet.

Smooth melody from piano is kicking through my fingers.

Dum dum dum through the bass sound.

When the singing sound comes, my lip begins to mouth.

Having fun and chilling with the music I like through my playlist

Listen to it, while i’m learning in some classes.

While I’m having food with jazz.

While I’m balling without any pass.

While I’m walking with my mate.

And start to shout out as loud as we can.

Like we’re only one group in that place.