Piano

I play the piano.
I do not play for the audience.
I do not play for the praise.
I play for myself.

To some the notes are harsh and heavy.
To some it is too soft, too light.
For some it is the perfect sound.

The critics will rant.
The audience may clap.
It is no concern of mine.

I play these notes.
My fingers blend with the keys.
My emotions, my soul, my existence becomes the melody.

This song is mine and mine alone.