I used to love fall
nostalgia, pretty leaves
now time flies faster.
I used to have friends who visited my house
just to say hi
who biked by
without a trace of jealousy of any boys I liked
boys who take up all my time.
I used to play outside
trick-or-treat
laugh and joke
the embodiment of autumn.
Now
I sit alone
inside
not content but not unhappy... well
contemplative
will I ever be that joyful again
or is that something time takes away too?
you make me feel like
it's okay
everything is fine
when i'm freaking out
when i'm nervous or scared or feel like i did horribly
you're always there.
you try to call even if you're too busy to
Wordless.
Stage lights sparkling on my skin
descending down steps for performers
for the people before me
people who take great joy in what we do.
A day of rehearsal
listening
The road less traveled
our road.
Maybe I've overlooked this
key detail
in all the auditioning-anger-mess:
Music is supposed to make people happy.
To bring people together,
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