White Noise [Poetry]

21

| youth |

I was talented once
refined a skill for years
payed with my blood sweat & tears

I was someone once
belonged to a group of dreamers
worked hard so we could be believers

I was important once
dependable for the newcomers
trustworthy to my late bloomers

I was talented once
molded to appease the show
abandoned when the lights no longer glowed

I was a believer once
never thought the show would end
yet here I stand alone, a single light for pretend