Hear My Song

Joy Viceroy

Hear my song.
Listen to the story of my past,
even though it didn’t last.
   
Feel my song.
Let it course through your veins,
and tell of all my pains.

See my song.
Watch with your heart, not your eyes,
and see if you can catch the lies.

Know my song.
Memorize and you’ll know,
of all the things I don’t show.

Love my song.
Notice the love in my voice,
and why I didn’t have a choice.

Remember my song.
But most of all remember me,
when I sing what you don’t see.