Play for us, they said
It will be fun, they said.
Peers surround me on all sides
With unsteady steps, I stride
At my instrument, I take a seat
Louder still grows my heartbeat.
Hands spread out over keys
Blood runs cold, fingers freeze
Dissonance erupts from the slip of a finger
Do you hear them snicker?
Play for the guests, they said
It will be fun, they said.
Family waits for me in silence
I push myself past reluctance
Music leaning against the rack
Take a seat, no turning back.
My pupils wander nowhere else
On me, all pairs of eyes fell
Black spots and lines dictate my hands
Yet my fingers fail once again.
Hear us play, they said
It will be fun, they said.
The prodigy takes her place
Flies through pieces with breakneck pace
Applause erupts, they shower her with cheers
But to me, they give me nothing but sneers.
She commits not a single mistake
Inside, I feel my heart break
Everyone knows me and my flaws
My faults are all they ever saw.
Play in solitude, I said
It will be fun, I said.
Empty chamber, I close the door
One foot on the pedal, the other on the floor
Fingers flow freely in the dead of night
Away from judgmental ears, I feel light.
Press a wrong note? They're unaware
They're asleep for all I care
Practice makes perfect, that I must be
To not be looked down on by those around me.
Why don't you play with us, they ask.
Don't you find it fun, they ask.
YOU ARE READING
from the depths of my mind, they flutter free
Poetry𝐅𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 @𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬𝐔𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 @𝐂𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲 An assortment of poems. From personal experiences and miscellaneous musings to feelings that have long lingered in me, this book contains poems insp...
