When Words Fail

When words fail,
music speaks,
The music blares,
my feelings leak.

Not a cut,
nor a tear.
None of that
for this girl here.

For that girl sighs,
and holds it in.
Won't dare complain,
she's wearing thin.

But I am "she"
and I'm fading away.
Slowly, and painfully,
yet anticipating my day.