sweet: far away
9:06 in the morning. Last night was a good time. The punk show we played at. But I felt discouraged. I'm sure she felt it too. We write with passion, yet, the only praise goes to that girl standing infront of everybody, who sings our music. And I know I'm not suppose to feel this way again, but I do. She got acknowledged infront of everybody. That speaker said her name, and they applauded like she was god. "beautiful voice" he said. "i had to come in and listen."
That's what I mean when I feel like an old man. Yes, I'm a lady, and I am young... but I feel like some sort of back up for her. Like her roots. And you know trees... you barely see their roots, so you only compliment the branches and trees. And I can't help but feel small. But I know I am more. We made her who she is, but nobody see's us. I guess that's how it will always be. I will keep playing the piano, my friend will keep playing the guitar, and she will sing our song, since she can't really do anything else. So I'll never have my solo chance. Maybe it's a good thing since I freeze up all the time. But last night, I felt pretty up there. It felt good to be in the spot light. Who am I kidding, it was only a once in a lifetime chance for me.
My boyfriend enjoyed me. He always does. But sometimes, I feel like he wishes I was up there more, so he can say "that's my girlfriend... she's a star." But sadly, my keyboards are set up in the back... I'm always in another world. No compliments. Just your elevator music you put on.
"you looked so cute up there," she said to the girl. my friend and I just looked at the girl... oh she get's the most praise in the world. I watch her smile and say "thank you"... and I'm waiting for somebody to tell me how good I did. How wonderful my playing is... because I never messed up. At least my mama knows. My sister knows. Maybe that's all. Maybe I have to learn that that's good enough. Is it good enough god? I think it is. I feel like crying. Which means, it has to be right.
I was born to shine... backstage. Not on stage, not in the spotlight. But backstage. I was born to do this. I've done it all my life. Might as well get use to it.
9:06 in the morning. Last night was a good time. The punk show we played at. But I felt discouraged. I'm sure she felt it too. We write with passion, yet, the only praise goes to that girl standing infront of everybody, who sings our music. And I know I'm not suppose to feel this way again, but I do. She got acknowledged infront of everybody. That speaker said her name, and they applauded like she was god. "beautiful voice" he said. "i had to come in and listen."
That's what I mean when I feel like an old man. Yes, I'm a lady, and I am young... but I feel like some sort of back up for her. Like her roots. And you know trees... you barely see their roots, so you only compliment the branches and trees. And I can't help but feel small. But I know I am more. We made her who she is, but nobody see's us. I guess that's how it will always be. I will keep playing the piano, my friend will keep playing the guitar, and she will sing our song, since she can't really do anything else. So I'll never have my solo chance. Maybe it's a good thing since I freeze up all the time. But last night, I felt pretty up there. It felt good to be in the spot light. Who am I kidding, it was only a once in a lifetime chance for me.
My boyfriend enjoyed me. He always does. But sometimes, I feel like he wishes I was up there more, so he can say "that's my girlfriend... she's a star." But sadly, my keyboards are set up in the back... I'm always in another world. No compliments. Just your elevator music you put on.
"you looked so cute up there," she said to the girl. my friend and I just looked at the girl... oh she get's the most praise in the world. I watch her smile and say "thank you"... and I'm waiting for somebody to tell me how good I did. How wonderful my playing is... because I never messed up. At least my mama knows. My sister knows. Maybe that's all. Maybe I have to learn that that's good enough. Is it good enough god? I think it is. I feel like crying. Which means, it has to be right.
I was born to shine... backstage. Not on stage, not in the spotlight. But backstage. I was born to do this. I've done it all my life. Might as well get use to it.