speaker

When I think of music I think of her lips. Like a speaker letting out beautiful notes and phrases of her own self doubts. And like a speaker she also shakes and rattles when put under an extreme amount of volume.
They expect her to able to make it to the end of the song just to start another one and another one like a teenager pissed off at his parents, using her constantly to get himself through it. But no one ever thinks about how a speaker feels.
People expect to come in everyday and with out even asking Blare music to help get over their problems. She is used and sometimes turned up so loud she is about to fall apart and just when she thinks it is all over here comes another boy using her to solve his problems. and she finally falls apart. after all the pressure, abuse , and mistreatment she is busted. Worthless to anyone.