My life

My life

Sitting at the piano finishing Beethoven's "fur Elise" for the hundredth time.
School starts I have no one but my piano
The school is as bright as the sun but I deal with it. It smells a lot like glue too.
The long nights in the garage with dad are worth the world
This is when I first had a crush.

She was a peacock. Beautiful in every way.
Her singing voice amazing and best of all she was a musician too
The usual sucky pattern of love I got friend zoned
But she was amazing.

Third grade. This is the year my life started declining but also had more meaning.
My teacher called me dumb behind my back.
I constantly felt like under attack.
Then out of all this demeaning.

Silver shining it was amazing. The trumpet now reached my hand.
This was now my happiness // my bliss.
The music flowed in to and through me.
I was alive.

The Jr.high hit and it brought stress and hardships
Including the first love of my life
She cheated on me.
I died again.

Finally the year it all changes I get friends
I get better at trumpet people still beat me but I'm better
And this 10th graders year is going to be his best
Nope. Because he was dead.
 Only to revive himself with the only love he could find // music