The Music

I sit listening to the music

I let the note of someone voice float over me
overtaking me

Wishing that I could do what they do
to break out and write something masterful
but I can't

I don't have the creativity
the style
the brain power
the skill, drive, talent

Not to do something life changing
like writing a song
that will mean something to someone, somewhere

But I'll keep trying
and wishing

For the music to come to me