Headphones on my head. I'm relaxed, but feel a little cold.
Music is so soft, feel like going to cry. So beautiful.
Muse came to me. No I'm not going to write text or music, just feel so complete.
Muse not miracle - muse is real.
I wait for that. Lie in bed and let myself be weak awhile.
My muse is weak more than me. I know that, and I try to carry on.
But how could I help ? What I suppose to do?
Should I be strong to make my muse be proud of me?
Should I be smart and funny to make my muse a day?
Should I be a model for my muse, to show there is a way?
And should I tell I do appreciate?

@музыка: piano

@настроение: sad