My song

Play, rest, repeat
Read exactly what is written on the sheet
“Don’t deviate,” they say
But I will play what’s best for me
I’ll press the keys and pull the strings
Create a symphony that’s mine

And I’ll spend my life
Penning my song, my song
And the verses I write
Will speak for me
Good girls don’t make history
So, I may never be what you assume
Don’t want your hooks or auto-tune
If I’m off-key
Then that’s alright with me
Oh, and maybe you will learn this when I’m gone
My song will carry on

My Song
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