The sweet summer days provide the warmth that she yearns for She basks in the sunlight, loves it even when it burns her She sits in an empty field, plucking dandelions from the ground As she questions whether loneliness is meant to be so profound Her only companions are in the lyrics she writes She’s an audacious little songbird with a fear of heights She got a little dizzy when her world turned upside down Wonders how to stay grounded when her head’s up in the clouds Scribbles in her notebook to make the pain go away Searching for her purpose, hopes she’ll find it one day She knows that she has work to do, but doesn’t know when to finish And she wonders what her world would be like without her living in it She truly always has been somewhat somber and melancholy But the darkness in the world has not yet stripped her of her purity Her sadness is always dominant, as though it runs through her veins And her weary heart is in a constant struggle to flush out the pain Her only consolation comes in the form of a song Her music always soothes her, makes her feel like she belongs When life becomes too tedious and living becomes a chore There’s nothing that can’t be solved by an elaborate classical score Scribbles in her notebook to make the pain go away Searching for her purpose, hopes she’ll find it one day She knows that she has work to do, but doesn’t know when to finish And she wonders what her world would be like without her living in it When her thoughts become too loud, music relieves her of the burden It cradles her in a sweet embrace and comforts her when she’s hurting Music is her remedy, her shelter, and her home Whenever she hears music, she no longer feels alone. ***