That first beat, that first melody,
The notes coming out of the speaker 
And into my ears
Filling my head 
Surrounding my heart
Experiencing a feeling people call music
I call it form of art, 
Notes telling my body to move 
People call it dancing 
I call it instinct
Then the notes came from my mouth
People call it singing 
I call it love
And I was good  
As I grew 
So did my love for music
Listening to different forms of art
There is nothing like it 
listening to a song closing your eyes and let the music take you
Take you away 
Away to a place 
Where you let go 
There's no thinking
Just notes surrounding you
Until you and the notes are music