The heater up and my hair flying round
The music loud, but not loud enough
My thoughts louder still
They wont be drowned out
The contrast so right,
Its screaming out!
How messy is this?
Its beautiful!
Am I doing this right?
In the end...
Will it all line up to be straight?
Which direction is life,
And which speed shall I go?
Fast!
No.
Please make it slow.
I think the song is on repeat
And I will dance all the more
My face tear-stained
Eyes shining with passion
Do you feel it?
