Do you have a feeling that your body and mind seem to be bound by an invisible rope, so that you can't breathe freely? And those unhealthy poems, like ropes, make you feel suffocated and miserable. I have read many modern poems, including many good ones, which make people feel relaxed and happy to read.
But there are also some "unhealthy" poems, which are painful and suffocating to read. One of the poems, No Music, reminds me a lot: some people are born with musical talent. Some people are born unable to sing; There are also some people who can't help singing when they feel tired, upset or sick.
I don't know whether I am a member of the former or the latter-in short, I am a person who can't sing. So I decided to write a modern poem to commemorate my heart that can't sing.