Fill my heart with songs

Let me sing forever more

You are all i long for

All i worship and adore

Songs are like drugs
Good songs are like cures
When a song gets into the head
echoes, echoes, echoes
Melody stays even lyrics has flown away
Unconsciously it makes your day

Addicted to songs since ages ago
By addicted i mean, the earphones should stuff up my ears
Whenever i walk alone and feel alone
Let the story of the song shadow my life
Let the melody fade away the noise surrounds
Even im no longer in the chaos miles away from here
I still have to stick with it
Not feeling sick of anything, actually

Just, a matter of habit, i reckon
Songs are always much beautiful than noises  

BTW
Got the comments of my story back last week
First short english story that ive ever written
Quite a few good feedbacks
Yet apart from the idea of the story
the rest of them are no doubt a disaster
Like grammar, oh fuck it
bet there's quite a lot grammatical mistakes
Cant help myself laughing when i saw red crossed lines filtered all the way through the pages
God save my grammar

Photos taken in the dawn of ANZAC day

In other words, please be true
In other words...