Band Stand

It was the night of my life.

I showed up in plenty of time

and warmed up; the sun made me blind.

We stood in a circle marking time.

That's where things din't seem fine.

My back messed up, started going

but I didn't want anyone else knowing.

Next came practice for the opening show.

I stood at the 15 yard line like so.

Standing at attention like a soildier;

my back started to strain.

And yes I was in a lot of pain.

As it soon felt like a flame

driving me insane.

I refused to give in;

to me that was a sin.

I made it through hurting inside.

And marched as the pain intensified.

Still yet I continued to hide everything I felt;

the burning increased and i  thought I'd melt.

Still throughout playing in the stands; I tired to hide it all.

For I refused to let myself fall.

I took the pain and stood tall;

became as solid as a wall.

Finally half-time came.

That's where I finally got my momen of fame.

I made it through a whole year of marching band.

Now recongnized as a senior; I took my stand

then shook my conductor's hand.

My parents stood proudly by my side

and my first rose was my gift getting through this ride.

I was also given a bear,

but the gift to me; I didn't care.

I simlpy was happy my parents stood there.

For this was a moment I wanted to share.

This was the best night I've ever had,

the day that hurt pretty bad.

But in the end I felt glad.

So happy I succeeded

at the painful feeling I defeated.