I was appointed section leader again this year,
Despite all of the problems and dram that escalated during my term this past year.
I was convinced that I could not lead,
Via all of the talks I had to have with my band director.
And I still am convinced.
The first week of band camp just ended.
And with my section bugging me because I'm not perfect is tiring.
I'm so confused..
I don't know what to do..

Questions.
One after another.
They are all I seem to be thinking these days.
Questions

You keep telling me that I'm not the only one.
But you don't cry yourself to sleep.
Or cry because you get frustrated with yourself.
You don't care about what people think.
Or care as much as I do for others.
I am the only one.
I'm the only me there is.

Do you know how much I want to kiss you?
To hold your hand?
To have you love me?

No, you don't.
Of course not.
Why would you?

I am falling.
Down
  Down
    Down.
Can you help me?

Do I feel seventeen?
Not really.
I guess I've that age where its just another day,
Just another year.
Maybe..
But I'm still a child.