Guilty Pleasures

I’ve made a fortress out of my music
And in its confines I plan to reside.
There’s various artists from which to pick
And I will gather their passion inside.
Many will try to break that barrier
To connect with the person that I hide.
They think that it will make me merrier
If I’d put that protective wall aside,
But the memories of generations
Continue to boom loudly in my ears,
Living up to my high expectations
By burying my societal fears.
We all have something that we hide behind,
So don’t pretend that helping me is kind.