The Life of a Young Saxophonist

Maybe I was meant to be alone Just me and my saxophone Playing wasteful nights away Practicing all those notes everyday. Staying home and thinking About all the fun I’m missing Having to study for some useless knowledge All because I need to get into college. Why do I have to do this on my own? I hate being alone. My saxophone is my life, but a curse I can see it now: it will be me and my sax in a hearse The mourners there wondering why I died so young Saying I had it all and ended it with a gun. They don’t know the life I was living The struggle I went through everyday just sitting Putting a knife to my wrists because I couldn’t write Music that was to my delight. They never knew because it was never shown How I hated my life, how I hated being alone. So what should I do? Someone please help me I’m becoming depressed, insane, and just crazy I need someone here to help guide me Someone to motivate me and help me become free. Maybe I’ll just say “F-it” and end my life right now But there are too many lives that I will ruin, please god tell me how? How do I get released from this stage of depression? I’m just a teen and I already have so much aggression. I’m so confused about what to do Maybe if I just think for a while, it will come through. Let’s see, what about the sax is so appealing? Well, even though the sax is my curse, I love the feeling I love the sound, and how I can take my anger out From all the stress that is being brought about. If it wasn’t for my sax, I would have already committed suicide In a grave somewhere next to some wasteful talents who have died So maybe it isn’t all that bad Maybe I should be happy with my life and not sad. The sax is the only guide I need in my life So I don’t really need this depressing knife. I have decided to keep playing until I am known As the greatest to ever play the saxophone And maybe one day when my sax has lost its tone I will no longer be so utterly alone.