Sometimes,

Sometimes I listen to music and enjoy a life that I’ve never lived.

I often envision a scene that I’ve never seen.

Encouraged by breathing, I’m awakened and pristine.

I choose not to spew words that I didn’t mean.

Sometimes, I envision the music of my life as I set a scene.

I often remember where I am, and look back on what life could’ve bean.

There are some times where I spew a dream.

Though life seems to be what it should’ve bean.