Life (random stuff)

Choir (poem)

I was eleven
I had my first year of choir
I was excited to be in it
Singing sparked my eyes with fire

I didn't know our teacher
Put us where we sound best
That also depended on how loud we were
And I was a nervous wreck

When I was eleven
I was small for my age
Sitting there nervously
Too scared to take the stage

When It was my time to sing
I sang really loud
I wasn't expecting the choir
Too cheer like a crowd

I got moved into the back row
At the time I didn't understand
But, some eight graders were jealous
And some wanted to shake my hand

Now I was really excited
Too start my first year of choir
When I saw the eight graders
They enlighted my singing desire

But now, all that's changed
All that's said and done
Only one question remains
Why did we have to be the ones?

We wanted to work on dance moves
Me, and a friend
However I didn't know
This would be the end

Everyday we edited the moves
Together we worked on our parts
But the results that came
Have now broken my heart

We showed our class the moves
Everyone seemed just fine
However I didn't know
We'd run out of time

Our teacher changed the moves
Editing them more
Until all our hard work
Was only just a blur

At the concert
We performed at tonight
I soon relized
Nothing was right

The moves we had left
Only just four
Nobody did
On the inside I felt sore

The song soon ended
I wasn't feeling well
Nobody did the moves
Wasn't feeling so swell

We carried on our other songs
With all the right pitch
I just wish we could've avoided
That one little hitch

As soon as I was offstage
I started to cry
No one did our moves
And I didn't know why

Even with all the cut moves
We still had four
This is the reason why
I'm not doing dance moves anymore