You’re called to come buy breakfast,

To feel awkward and out of place,

Life was awkward,

That was no one’s place,

It’s a place for figuring things out,

Where you watch evil and learn to be not,

If you’re lucky you learn enough,

Enough to survive,

Enough to dive,

You accept calls because you don’t choose yourself,

Choosing a mistake feels rushed,

Keeping a no holds a bluff,

Because you never learned to appreciate things,

There’s a difference between gifted and auditioning,

After the gigs you only feel faker each day,

And the gifts are being used well

Yet you’ll like pieces of the new you,

And you will get new chances to choose yourself,

Start with breakfast,

Hazel eyes,

Quitting choir,

Moving far away,

Start writing…