I’m just a girl you know,
Keep secrets tied like wishes on bamboo poles,
Long after summer festivals are over
And the only leaves remaining are from me to you.
Play me once,
Take me off of repeat
And lift the needle that makes me sing the lonely words over and over again,
Etched into the grooves of my skin.
Do you love me?
Do you even know?
I repeat my rhyme in riddle,
Staring by myself into the horizon of the unknown,
Keep the dust cover off so I know exactly how long
I’ve been put off on loop-
Music’s our thing
Until you take the girls into your bedroom
To have them listen to the same song you once shared only with me
Now put on speaker,
As if what we had doesn’t matter anymore.