Broken

7.Dear No One

BROOKLYN'S POV

Ah what a nice Tuesday afternoon. I had just finished my homework and decided to take a walk. I brought my guitar with me, hoping to find a place to sit and play. I used to do this to relax myself. Also to think. If I'm lucky people sometimes pass by giving me some change and I have a little show.

I sigh and find a corner and sit down on the street. I open my guitar case and pull my guitar out. I take a deep breathe in and slowly start strumming my guitar and begin to sing.

"...I like being independent

Not so much of an investment

No one to tell me what to do

I like being by myself

Don't gotta entertain anybody else

No one to answer to

But sometimes, I just want somebody to hold

Someone to give me their jacket when its cold

Got that young love even when we're old

Yeah sometimes, I want someone to grab my hand

Pick me up, pull me close, be my man

I will love you till the end

So if you're out there I swear to be good to you

But I'm done lookin', for my future someone

Cause when the time is right

You'll be here, but for now

Dear no one, this is your love song

I don't really like big crowds

I tend to shut people out

I like my space, yeah

But I'd love to have a soul mate

God will give him to me someday

& I know it'll be worth the wait

So if you're out there I swear to be good to you

But I'm done lookin', for my future someone

Cause when the time is right

You'll be here, but for now

Dear no one, this is your love song

But sometimes, I just want somebody to hold

Someone to give me their jacket when its cold

Got that young love even when we're old

Yeah sometimes, I want someone to grab my hand

Pick me up, pull me close, be my man

I will love you till the end

So if you're out there I swear to be good to you

But I'm done lookin', for my future someone

Cause when the time is right

You'll be here, but for now

Dear no one, this is your love song..."

( Dear No One - Tori Kelly )

I finish the song. I look up to see a crowd of people there, standing above me. They all applaud me. Normally it wasn't this many people here. I smile and thank them. Looking in my guitar case to see how much money I made, I counted up to about $50 dollars. Woah baby. Maybe I'll do this more often. I collect the change and put it in my wallet. I slide my guitar back in it's case and head home.