Becoming Me

Music came out of my fingers made me dance all over the wall My parents were askance For I was a newborn from a small town I was tapping my fingers on my highchair tray at one Loving the feeling of playing my own trombone or drum I was a musician, so they called me Table Top Joe It was not even my name, but that’s how I evolved Kindergarten teacher was Miss Alyson, who was pretty and quick She let my fingers play the piano as a reward if I did my work Work in kindergarten? That is crazy I told myself. And it was. Every day at school was a waste of time. How did it get me closer to fame? Fortune? My destiny? I played the game as long as I could Then I ran away to become the real me. A musician who drums on everything he can reach. Tabletop Joe!