It’s her lifeline. It’s the color put into words. It comforts her. It puts her feelings into words she can’t express herself. It’s describes her life and gives you more insite to her wants and needs than her words ever will. Music is what fills her silence. It’s what occupy her nights. Her music listens to her cry, to her laugh. It will be there when she falls in love, and when she cry’s over that lost love. She turns her feelings into melodies and her thoughts into lyrics. She doesn’t share it. She isn’t ready to yet. When she finds someone and learns to trust them with all her heart, she will share. She will share her thoughts and feelings and wants and needs through a song that changes from soft to crashing, quiet to loud, slow to fast. Until then, she will drown in the music; for its the only one who can understand her.