Teaching Myself

January 18, 2012
By Anonymous

I sit in my room all alone
Just me and my guitar
As I slowly strum the strings
Sweet music pours from the instrument

I start to sing along and then
I stop abruptly
I hear the sound of footsteps
Had someone heard me
No, my secret was safe

I continue to play but softly
Again I start to sing along to the sweet sound
I play slow and soft and slow as the song ends

Then I'm done
I stop playing
Then put my six string back into the case
And leave as if nothing ever happened

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