the song is on repeat
playing
and replaying
putting to memory every nuance.
it continues in your sleep
the song is in your heart
singing
and boldy boasting
putting emotion to every glance,
it plays to an empty hall.
the words on your lips
buzzing
and sticking together
like a bad imitation of yourself,
they stay closed.
the idea on your sleeve
tugging
nagging like a child
mommy's busy right now,
you can't tell.
the happiness over your shoulder
satisfying
the familiar place to sleep
it sneaks up to remind,
importance is deemed by participants
