going. i think if the music stopped, i would die. i wouldn't hear sound, i wouldn't see sights, i wouldn't taste the bitter sweetness of life, i wouldn't feel love, i wouldn't be alove. the music helps me breathe, it helps me understand. i move, i dance, i get it. and it gets me. if it wasn't for the music, i couldn't talk to you. i couldn't tell you how much i loved you, how much i hated you. i feel the vibrations traveling through my veins and beating with every step i take. i see you don't understand my song and it's ok because i don't understand yours. the music plays for me in my head, making everything make sense. the pieces finally fit. i hear the music, and it keeps me sane. so sane i'm crazy.

and you like it.