Buttondowns

Noise

Warming up

Keys

Fingerings

Chatter

Laughter

The chorale

Stopping

Starting

"Again"

"I know you can do better than that"

Serious but

You also love it

Cornered

I put my hands up

Like you taught me

Only now

You're the one attacking

"Helping" because

You "just want me to feel better"

And I braced for impact

I'm distracted.

Why did I let myself become so reliant

Dependent

So stupid

Ugh I'm so mad.

So mad.

I let myself become distracted by silly things I could want

I let myself want them