How do I say

Why do you love this?

What makes you keep doing it?

 

I am always asked these questions.

How do I tell them

How do I say

That sometimes it's the only thing that matters to me?

The only thing I can cling to,

Cling to my own happiness?

How do I say I can't fall asleep without it,

I can't live without it,

Because how could I ever,

When it's such a huge part of me?

It just is.

I am music.

Music is me.

It's my way of being -

Existing -

Being myself.

How do I say just looking at it,

Not as another project or something to do

But as a story,

Something to tell,

Something to show,

Brings me joy?

How do I say I perform

Whenever I can

As scared as I am

Because I need to be a soloist one day

And I want to be

Or

Even just be part of something bigger than me?

How do I say it's all I am?

 

Why do you love this?

What makes you keep doing this?

 

How do I say I do it

Because to me there's nothing else in the

World

I would rather do?

QueenBee

VT

13 years old

More by QueenBee

  • Glimpses

    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

    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

  • Distracted and angry

    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