Finding the tune

Finding the tune

I wish to complain
But I don’t want to be a pain
So I won’t complain
I will just walk on down the lane

I wish to talk
But I don’t want to interrupt
So I won’t talk
I will just hang my head in silent shame

I’d like to breath
But I don’t want to ruffle your feathers
So I’ll hold my breath

I will become very still and never speak again

But perhaps I’ll change
I have a tune you know

I’ll make music

Sing songs

Use my brain

Shine bright

Be loud at dawn

Be the party they all seek at night