recently

i had been writing a lot,
making note of every sense,
trying to bring life with my pen.

i try to make them into songs,
yet the rhythm i always forget,
at least i got the words recorded,
reminding the thoughts my mind once had.

i also did a few sketches,

filling my sick days spent in bed,

i think music is slowly growing in me,
as i am now allowed to express freely,