Velvet Knight

 
I wanted to be a better musician
But my insecurities had me frozen
I wanted to prove to myself that I was just a good
By my fear was making a fool out of myself

So I practiced and practiced and practiced
It got to the point that I could feel each pulse
Each rudiment felt like it was in slow motion
My skill had reached a new height
But still there was more to learn

It was when a group of us wanted to audition
That I again froze
I knew I had it in me
Just maybe
But now I’ll just never know

Instead I picked up a pen
I wrote to rhythm, flow and rhyme
I composed for the broken dreams and schemes
Remembering the times
When I wanted to be
A Velvet Knight

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