I - Harry
I feel like this isn't enough anymore, doing what I love, what I have always desired to do, just isn't enough. Somethings missing, something has always been missing and I'm forever trying to figure out what, I have a caring family, great fans, all the girls I need, an amazing band of best mates, what more could I possibly want?
What more could I possibly need, when I have everything I can buy?
Why is there this space of emptiness in me longing to be filled by... Something! But what? There's nothing else, absolutely nothing I could possibly want - That I know of.
"Harry, you're on in 10!" A guy with a clip board and head set kills off my running mind, setting it to rest.
I nod at him, slightly thankful he pulled me from my dangerous thoughts. Who knows where they could have lead. Back to that day- No.
I heard the shrill ring of a bell, alerting my need to be on stage. I hop from my seat and run the side section.
"Ready?" My drummer, Max, pats my shoulder and I nod.
The lights shut out and everything is black, the crowd is silent and I, I'm alone. My band are getting ready to play my music, my soul, my depression, my secret story while I lose my self in the lyrics.
"Evening London!" I shout into the microphone as the room lights up and the crowd goes absolutely wild. 100,000 people, guys, girls, devoted fans, rockers here. For my band and my music.
Seriously, what else could I possibly want?
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