The Right Chords
Life knows to play the songs and so do the guitar and for it play the best of the songs, all you need is the a finger on the correct fret with an incessant strum of plectrum, at a proper time, for time is the master and the one that masters the timing knows to strike the correct chords and create a symphony that tunes it all up- the marks of the scars, the misery of left souls, the pain of betrayal,
And it would help your torn parts to be stiched together.
Sometimes, somewhere someday by someone or something how do we know that the chords are played?!
~Maybe when the acceptance comes by easily
Or when nothing can be changed, you too find the courage to stay the same.
Maybe when the lost hope find its way back to you.
Or the stress goes on a holiday.
Maybe when you stop searching for a reason to smile
Or you just feel like dancing.
Maybe when the criticism appear to be appreciation in disguise
Or it just doesn't seem to matter anymore.
You can guess that the chords are played and when you do, identify the source and preserve it, for you would need it next time when scars would be deep, when someone would say goodbye or when you'll be betrayed by someone or maybe you just want to play guitar.
And it would help your torn parts to be stiched together.
Sometimes, somewhere someday by someone or something how do we know that the chords are played?!
~Maybe when the acceptance comes by easily
Or when nothing can be changed, you too find the courage to stay the same.
Maybe when the lost hope find its way back to you.
Or the stress goes on a holiday.
Maybe when you stop searching for a reason to smile
Or you just feel like dancing.
Maybe when the criticism appear to be appreciation in disguise
Or it just doesn't seem to matter anymore.
You can guess that the chords are played and when you do, identify the source and preserve it, for you would need it next time when scars would be deep, when someone would say goodbye or when you'll be betrayed by someone or maybe you just want to play guitar.
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