Piano keys
Piano sheets
Melancholy rhythm
The cold black and white keys
From my fingers
Wild musical notes
Disturb my view
The conflict within myself still won in the end
Finally the cold and wild combination (of music)
Stopped temporarily
I always rely on the piano to seek spiritual comfort
I love it, yet hate it
That melody may not be perfect, but at least manage to release my pent-up emotions
I tired to make it sound touching
But that was not my original aim
Till recently, my love (for others) became more
I became more sensible, my music became more touching
The huge body (piano), the shiny appearance
Is my source of oxygen
Oxygen that belongs to me only
The music score showed me the path, gave me the directions
Those straight, wiggly or weird music notes
gave me peace
The combination of realism and imagination
Entering a different strange world
Looking for answers... like mad.
