Opera
School is in
Grab your books and backpack
Begin the day
And count down the hours
Until Friday shows it's colors
My day starts rough
But my day doesn't really start
Until the end
The last school period
Where my opera begins
The last period is choir for me
Others may not be so lucky
Some take Chemistry
Some Algebra
But I'm in the arts
I am a choral student
Studying the ways of the music major
I sing showtunes
I sing pop
I even sing in other languages
But that isn't where my love lies
I am in the arts
Remember?
I sing opera
This is where I find my joy
I love the feel of the notes beneath me
Lifting me up
Higher and higher until I can touch the clouds
Above me
I can feel my soul burning
My throat is tired and worn
But this is what pushes me
This is where my love lies
My hands are clasped
My feet are spaced
My shoulders squared
And I sing.
So even though school is in
Days are rough
Exams are tough
But I am free
Opera.
This is where my love lies.