Dreams
Sunlight blinds me waking me from the great dream
I've never gotten a chance to finish.
6 AM always comes so early
the smell of coffee not even a thought in my house yet
the snores of my parents echo through the house.
I smile and swing my bed over the edge of my warm bed
immediately wishing that I hadn't
but I realize that school means
friends and an education that will get me out of here.
As I change into leggings and a band tee shirt,
I realize you will be home soon.
I smile wider, remembering the exact amount of days
till I drive to your house to see you,
my best friend.
I grab my keys and books
rushing to get to first period
and wishing I didn't have physics
when I'm half asleep on my desk,
attempting to pay attention.
I just want to go to my favorite classes,
the ones I will use in my career
which I pray will be in a recording studio
working with bands,
Music Theory at last
3rd period
the class that I adore
as all of it is new
Maybe if I learn the notes and scales
and figure out how to play
guitar and paino better
than how I had taught myself
when I disvovered a passion for the music inside.
The class wakes me up and I see that my dreams are my future
written in a major scale with all notes.
My alarm clock blares next to me,
making me jump
as I realize it was only a dream
prompting me to get up.