I am from a black chair
From music stands and loud playing
I am from the large room filled with people,
talking, laughing,
It feels like home
I am from the green grass,
The white paint that's hard to see
I am from the big egos and the loudest group
From Racheal, Doug and Kilgo
I am from the people who work together
And aim for the top.
From Good job! to Keep it up!
From the prayer at the end that gives up encouragement
I am from the place we practice,
Cheezits and water
From the leader who had to leave us after graduation
The friend who leads us on now
On my phone was tons of photos
I am from the people who treat me like family,
Even after they move on.
~JtK
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A/n: ok so I'm sooo sorry for not updating but here it is. If you can't tell I'm in band. It's my life pretty much. RayRay3600 you can agree with that.
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