As my pen touches the page, 

I see colours and shapes as I sing the notes inside of my head

Green, blue, purple and sage,

And on the page my ink spreads.

I hit a note on the piano,

And yellow, and orange fly at me

Whether it’s alto, bass, or soprano,

Colours and shapes surround me when I play a single key.

When I hum the tune to my music,

 Pink and red appear.

Though it may seem therapeutic,

Sometimes it sparks in me a little fear.

The fear that I’m not like everyone else,

Turns into a masterpiece,

And all there is, is peace,

As I lift my pen off the page.