Tough Love

You sing the notes like a bird
That silences every word
Of every person whose ever talked
Ever listened ever walked.
You got your own personal style
Breaking backs breaking tiles
Belching out to your own sound
Through every town and every mile.
Only you can dream your dreams
As schizophrenic as it seems
Altering your different egos
Just to fit in with the scene.
Only you live in your head
Imagination might be dead
Banging heads against the walls
To risk the path of your own faults.
Yes it does, yes it is, to seem like this is very dumb
But your footprints always follow to the beat of your own drum.
But that's okay, not a scold, just a temporary praise
Until you learn and realize that living blind is just a phase.