Poems

Thirteen

My friends had arrived and it was time to head out.

On an hour trip to Nashville, here we go.

We reached the Tennessee city, dressed up like emos,

And quickly ate a tasty meal, two days before my birthday.

I was thirteen.

We headed to Bridgestone Arena,

Where a pretty singer and a band of two who followed.

Put on a short show before the one we all came to see.

The stage was clear, and we got to see the symbol of Panic! At The Disco once more.

I was thirteen.

Finally, the instrument players came out of the floor on three small platforms,

And so did Brendon Urie, who began to sing.

We all sung along, my two best friends and I with the thousands of others held there.

The best part was when he glided on a piano while singing two songs.

I was thirteen.

After two or three hours, the show was over.

We all headed out and rode home in silence.

My best friends fell asleep in the car,

But I was still too excited.

I couldn't stop thinking of that magical concert.

I couldn't fall asleep at thirteen.