I am lost in the underflow of harsh lighting.

I am drowning in an excess of emotion

i am exposed whilst doing my very best to hide.

this is no way to drive a life.

I am clutching at gears

that assure me of overdrive,

and in the midst of losing this disappointing race

I fight with a hand brake that works when I least expect,

or want.

opinion hurts.

my mouth sentences me to the consequences of loose and opinionated words.

for one who is so determine to be secretive

why am I so eager to be seen?

but the song,

the song and I dance a totally blissful tango.

sometimes I am giddy with the choreography of beautiful steps,

other times I let go and surrender myself to the moment,

the lyric, the melody, the music and the artist's joy.