The concert felt like a dream.
Floating on the ground.
Instead of clouds in heaven.
What I felt.
The confidence I somehow stored.
And the excitement eating me away.
Emotions so deep and raw.
I can't explain them enough.
What pleasure and beauty I faced.
How much pride I felt.
When I sung with my whole heart.
My voice flying off with the others.
When I walked to the microphone.
The peace I felt.
As if these people are friends and loved ones.
Sitting in the audience.
Watching the other groups sing.
Made my eyes water with happiness.
The songs that made me weep.
The emotions and actions I took remarkably.
It all felt as if I were in a dream.
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A Poetry Book
PoetryA collection of poetry I, @canpotcat, have written over the past 3 years. Basically somewhat like my diary because every poem I wrote was at the moment about how I was feeling and what happened. And just something to know, a couple of the poetry wri...
