12:00
Its another day, another day of school. I hate school. It is very long and I have been doing it for thirteen years, so it can become very bore some.
However some days were good. Especially Tuesdays and Thursdays. Why? Because those were our music days. We were able to sing or play an instrument.
My personal favorite was singing. I'm not a great singer, just average. Though I enjoy doing it very much.
"Madison!!!!" I heard my friend Uni yell down the hall.
"What is it Uni?" I said rather bluntly.
"Woah, what's wrong? Did something happen?"
I slightly groaned," No no Uni, nothing happened. I just haven't figured out which song to sing for today. I don't want to look like a fool in front of the whole class."
"Choose one from the heart," Uni said in a low voice.
"The heart?" I stared at her rather confused.
"Yea, the heart. One that means something to you. A song that expresses your feelings."
Uni did have a point. Why didn't I think of that? A song that means something to me, but now the question was what song meant something to me?
Shortly after thinking, it finally hit me. I was going to sing about him.
"I got it! I know what song! Thanks Uni! I gotta go practice thank you!" I told her rather quickly than took of to the music room.
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2:00
It was time. Time for me to sing my song. I didn't have a lot of time to practice, so that made me nervous. My music teacher, Mr.Anderson, began to speak.
"Let's start our classroom open mic. Today we have Jessica, Sam, Jorge, Madison, and Yuygeom."
My heart sank when he said that. I'm going up right before Yugyeom. I was hoping he wouldnt have not shown today but I was wrong.
All these ideas were going through my head, that I had to snap myself back into reality. "just calm down..." I told myself.
After the other three students went it was my turn. My turn to sing, my turn to sing in front of the man I love. I felt a big knot well up in my throat.
"Whenever you're ready Madison," Mr. Anderson announced.
"I'm ready, you got this, pretend no one is her." I whispered to myself.
"Hello. My name is Madison and I will be singing a sing called Bad Religion."
I took a deep breath, and with that breath I began.
" Taxi driver
Be my shrink for the hour
Leave the meter running
It's rush hour
So take the streets if you wanna
Just outrun the demons, could you?
He said allahu Akbar,
I told him don't curse me.
But boy you need prayer,
I guess it couldn't hurt me.
If it brings me to my knees
It's a bad religion
This unrequited love
To me it's nothing but
A one-man cult
And cyanide in my Styrofoam cup
I could never make him love me
Never make him love me
Love me
Love me
Taxi driver
I swear I've got three lives
Balanced on my head like steak knives
I can't tell you the truth about my disguise
I can't trust no one
