Guilty Pleasures

Guilty pleasures.

I know they are.

I know I shouldn't.

I know all this.

Do I listen?

No.

Have I ever listened?

No.

Checking the doc.

Not active anymore.

Hadn't been

Til I had to beg you

And now it's still not.

Writing my fanfics.

Most of them completely wrong

But they help me think through things, right?

Or do they just make me crazy?

Sneaking onto my email.

Almost an obsession.

Rarely any unread messages

And I only really care

If they're from him.

Ignoring schoolwork.

Who cares anyway?

I don't need to understand math.

I don't plan to be a carpenter.

"But a musician has to do a ton of math..."

Whatever.

I don't want to.

I keep ignoring it.

Guilty pleasures -

All my problems,

But ways of coping.

I shouldn't

But I do.

QueenBee

VT

14 years old

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  • Love language

    Duet

    starting together ending together

    weaving around each other's sound

    adapting tuning

    instinctively fitting into the tone

    the way we want to do this

    the contrast

    played so perfectly

  • The boys in my class

    The agony of the human race

    simple creatures

    snickering at my poetry 

    banging their fists against their heads

    stalling work

    reading mushy parts of books they pretend not to enjoy

    saying stupid things

  • Sleigh ride

    Just hear those sleigh bells jingling, ring tingle tingling too

    F F F F F G F-D Bb C D C-A G F-

    imitating the human voice with instruments

    percussion back there repeatedly hitting the sleigh bells