symphony no. 18

by - 1:29 PM

at four years old my fingers
touched the keys for the first time
and i wondered why the only song i could play
was called "chopsticks"

six years old i was finally big enough 
to tell people i play,
without them thinking i was kidding

ten years old i wrote down 
"musician" when asked to 
describe myself in one word 

 eleven years old i learned to 
express my feelings 
in scales and chords

at thirteen i quit lessons 
because it wasn't cool anymore

fifteen years old i thought 
that the guitar
could make me feel the same way

sixteen years old i forgot
that my outlet contained 52 white keys
and 36 black

seventeen years old i played for him, 
because i never did 
when he was on this side of the country


eighteen years young i am playing for me,

and i don't care who's listening




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15 comments

  1. Trevor KnorrNovember 22, 2015 at 1:48 PM

    You caught so much with just this one aspect of your life. Great post.

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  2. AnonymousNovember 22, 2015 at 2:36 PM

    i love how personal this is without being overbearing. i love discovering who you are through your blog because you are truly intriguing

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  3. KeliNovember 22, 2015 at 2:58 PM

    This is so beautiful, so inspiring in just a few words. I wish I could tell stories like this.

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  4. Jane GrayNovember 22, 2015 at 3:08 PM

    This.
    This is amazing.

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  5. GajdosNovember 22, 2015 at 3:45 PM

    Love the post. I wish that I could play, but all I can do is read the letters. #Quality

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  6. Lauren WrightNovember 22, 2015 at 5:25 PM

    shut up I'm in love with you

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  7. Lauren WrightNovember 22, 2015 at 5:25 PM

    you're gonna be famous

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  8. Connor OlveraNovember 22, 2015 at 5:56 PM

    "eighteen years young i am playing for me,

    and i don't care who's listening"
    #stolen
    That was the best last line I have ever read

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  9. alysia mae [Atticus Monet]November 22, 2015 at 5:57 PM

    feeling
    feeling so good

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  10. Jayne SoleilNovember 22, 2015 at 6:15 PM

    obsessed with this. first because it's written so well, second because I play piano and I totally understand the phases you went through. good job!

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  11. vincent may November 22, 2015 at 6:55 PM

    Man this is good! I feel like anyone that has ever played an instrument can relate to this, this is very very good!!!!!!

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  12. Scarlet AmourNovember 28, 2015 at 1:26 AM

    PREACH

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  13. rosyln grey ☾November 28, 2015 at 5:32 PM

    How did I never see this what the heck.

    This is perfect and amazing and I feel it in so many ways.

    Thank you.

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  14. paige smalleyNovember 29, 2015 at 10:59 AM

    This was beauty. This was heart.

    I love the way you captured your relationship with "52 white keys and 36 black"
    I feel like I know you.

    *snaps*

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  15. Charlie BlueNovember 29, 2015 at 11:00 AM

    "seventeen years old i played for him,
    because i never did
    when he was on this side of the country"

    dang.

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