They Tell Me To Be...
They tell me to be a crash cymbal,
bright, shimmering, and loud.
I tell them I am a bass drum,
deep, defiant, and dark.
They tell me to be a drumstick,
a leader, controlling, and commanding.
I tell them I am the hands,
taking in the rhythm fo life and changing it to beautiful music.
They tell me to be the teacher,
commanding, knowledgeable, and listening.
I tell them I am the student,
ever learning, stubborn, yet growing.
They tell me to be a professional,
excellent, amazing, and admirable.
I tell them I am just an average person,
doing something I love and trying to make it work.
Copyright © Anthony Vande Brake | Year Posted 2005
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