the sweat drips slow

my pupils squeeze small

as breathes draw shallow

its time to give it my all

my hands grip the sticks

the fingers curl around

for gently i await

the starting of the sound

the adrenaline hits high

the suspense grows strong

all must start together

when his cue starts the song

pulsing into rhythm

prepared as can be

i  smile at the crowd

my mind full of glee

pride runs through my veins

the best feeling in the world

never will i give this up

i have the heart of a drummer girl