Freak

An ominous music
invaded my ears
I closed my eyes
and enjoyed the creepiness
of the beautiful song.

I started shaking
my head to the
music.
Then I heard
muttering
I opened my eyes
a doctor in front of me
telling me to stop
shaking my head
and moving my body.

"But I hear the music"
I will always tell him
"I don't care, we can't hear music
only you can, which is a sign
of a mental illness"

I wanted to tell him
to go f**k off
so I can continue
to listen to this music
in peace.

So what if I'm a freak
the music relaxed me
whoever complains
can go f**k themselves
for all I care.

This music is the reason
why I'm not a murderer
nor I go ahead
and commited suicide.

So be glad
that this music
is part of my life
and it will always
be. Now go
and leave me in
peace...

Author's Note

Random poem that kept bothering me, so I decided to let it free onto here.

Reviews

[Perfect Mistake]

"So what if I'm a freak
the music relaxed me
whoever complains
can go f**k themselves
for all I care."
Love these lines! Great poem overall, i can relate because music is my peace to the chaos around me and no one can take that way from me. Good work :)