but i wanted to start a band too. :<
the people i used to call my best friends
promised me that when we grow up and
are finally able to do what we want,
they will come with me and we will
create a band,
learn how to play musical instruments,
and stick together, whether we end up
known by the world or by just some
or by no one.
i held on to their promise too much that
i started imagining us performing on
a stage, surrounded by a lot of people,
singing the crowd’s favorite song of ours.
i imagined us living under the same roof,
doing everything together.
i held on to their promise too much that
i didn’t notice i was the only one left
holding on to that.
they all let go of it,
as they embrace change and the things,
the wonderful things that life can offer
to them.
but here i am, still imagining.
i wanted to start a band with them.
i held on to it because they told me we will
someday.
but how can i start it all alone?
i can’t play different musical instruments
all at once.
where did my band mates go?
they suddenly didn’t want to do it anymore.
and here i am, still imagining. :<
YOU ARE READING
Found This Book Somewhere In The Forest
Poetry"Talk to my soul later midnight, when the moon's at its peak. That's the only way of communication that I know, because my physical lips will stutter if I told you about how I want to tear my human skin apart and go out."
