Calico Frost

Look at me, 

Very quite popular.

Everybody sees me

But nobody knows the real me.

The facade I put on,

I just want them to like me

let me tell you what i saw today

when i was downtown with 200k others

in the heart of the city of the nation,

a swamp raised to stand above the world. with

flags & 

signs &

Sunny days brought her life.

The flower loved sunny days.

She flourished under the bright star,

smiled at its rise.

But then the next day,

it rained.

Hard.

Like a thunderstorm.

Sectionals

is the equivalent of a curse word.

He warned us not to complain

I did anyway.

It's chaos

no one listens

nothing gets done

unproductive

I hate being useless.

Music lives here.

I can feel the rain unleashing behind my eyes

thunderstorms building beneath the keys

lightning strikes with each hit of the timpani.

Music lives here.