I…am…freaking…out…ill leave it at that haha. And as you will notice farther on this is me splurging to try and calm down. So it gets a bit random haha.
A day before the first day
Fear has filled my heart
I wonder if I'll do it right,
Teach them to play their part.
Butterflies inside me
My stomach hurts so bad.
This is probably the most fear
I've actually ever had.
Will I do it right?
Will I help them succeed?
Will I make a fool of myself?
Will I break all my reeds?
Alone without a director
The students must step up
And because I'm student staff
I'll have to bust my butt
Teach the freshman how to march
Teach them how to play
Teach them all they need to know
And I only have 2 days
I run the largest section
And how I have no clue
As a leader newbie,
I know not what to do
The fear is overwhelming
I think I may just burst
This poem goes on forever
And is possibly my worst.
So as I sit here waiting
For tomorrow to come and go
And try and recollect the moves
The freshman will need to know.
I practice all my music
For the last time before I go
And if I can not get it
The drum majors just might blow
I have to know how it goes
I have to play it right.
I have to teach the freshman
Although mess up I just might
The butterflies are leaving
Although they'll never go
Especially at that first game
And the first time we play our show
But still inside I wonder
As tomorrow nears today
If I will manage to not explode
And teach everything the right way.
Oh our old director
Why did you have to leave
And put all this pressure
On the student staff and me.
Hopefully it will all go well.
And this season will be our best.
It will if all the student staff
Show up and pass the test.
That actually kinda helped. Unlike most things i do, i actually advise doing this haha. Although this is probably the randomest and worst poem ive written in a long time, nearly all the butterflies have elft my belly. Still a few...but not as many...