My song, my violins
I saw the meaning
I feel no tears
No sadness
not even tears, of joy
It’s about time
to live without hate
Seeing the good and happy
instead of the dumbed and betrayed
Putting my foot down
against the bad
instead of letting it ruin me
My breath,
my limbs
tapping along with the
bass, and violins traveling,
carrying joy through
all there is of me
– Anne’s says