This is Who I Am, a marching band fanfic

Ok this story isn't really based on anything, but I wanted to put it on here anyways because I want opinions on it. And just as a note, you might not understand it if you're not in marching band or a marching band groupie. But if you've seen marching bands and would don't understand it I'd be more than happy to explain it to you, just put it in a review or something. Love Always, HazelEyedHottie

Click

A steady pulse sounds in the back of my mind as I lay my hands out in front of me.

Eyes closed.

See the lush green of a field; adorned with yard markers and bodies clad in matching uniforms.

They're waiting for me.

On my command they'll transform into moving pictures. They'll begin the music that will captivate those seated behind me and take them along on a journey.

But until then they are statues. Silent, Still, Waiting

It's my word that sets this machine to work. I am the element that holds this great contraption together.

Click

I raise my right hand to give the prep-beats to prepare them for their anticipated movement.

Eyes open.

See the figure in the mirror, not yet the one who will stand above them and lead them onward towards success.

But I'm becoming that person.

Day-by-day as I wave my hands until my muscles are burning. Preparing for the day I hope for when the music I conduct will be live rather than already recorded. But until then I'll keep going ignoring the pain I feel. I cannot stop because this is who I am...

This is who I am.