This poem is about how tiring and confusing life can be. We're forced to keep playing our roles in society and fulfilling our responsibilities even though sometimes we just want a break. But, in spite of that, we have to keep trying and remind ourselves of the things we love because life is fleeting.

My voice could spark a blazing fire

Yet I often feel like a speechless choir

The tune that's right, the note that's wrong

Who's to say where I belong?

I wish to sing with no one around

To get lost in pursuit of being found

Do I take your hand as I do this dance?

It seems that our love is a waltz of chance

I let you stay to ease my pain

Though I fear you'll dissolve like summer rain

So it's you and I on this endless cruise

You play piano, and I sing the blues

We would like a break, but that's not how it goes

And the music may cease, even as we compose

Though your fingers are calloused and so are mine

The melody warms me like sweet summer wine

I am scared, it's true, of the final note

But there's something in the rhythm that keep me afloat