I am a dark mind-night flying dragon
I wonder if there are others like me
I hear the roars I make at night
I see the dim moonlight shining
I want a friend to talk to
I am a fierce strong, lonely mid-night flying dragon
I pretend to be a double-bass
I feel happy in the spotlight
I touch the wooden stage floor and feel the heated spotlight
I worry that I'm too big and heavy to be carried around
I cry with joy with I'm on stage
I am a double bass who loves to perform
I understand not everything revolves around me
I say that I'm always lonely and sign but then I realize it's a lie
I dream of being an actress like Zendaya
I try to stay in the spotlight and hear the eruptions of clapping
I hope to spread the word of God
I am a midnight dragon, a performing double bass, and a proud Christian.
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