In twenty-two days,
Is when my heart will fly out of my chest.
It's beating there,
Waiting to burst out,
But no being able to,
Since it is not time yet.
In twenty-two days,
Is May Camp.
Band camp.
The camp I waited forever for.
But it wasn't forever.
It was last year.
Last year felt like yesterday,
But it also feels like an eternity.
I remember it,
I was scared.
I was so freaking scared.
I was nervous.
I was anxious.
I was excited.
I was clueless.
Clueless on how I will find my passion.
I didn't know I would end up falling in love with band,
With my instrument,
With the family I made.
I want others to feel the same way,
Even if it's not for band.
I want people to find their passion,
And be joyful with it.
Because I have.
And I can meet my passion once again.
In twenty-two days.
