Trapped in a Dream

Last night was the first performance of my school's Talent Show.. It's the first "drama-related" thing I've been a part of, so it was kind of a new thing for me. I was a part of a mini-musical and sang a duet with my bestie Ana. All went well in Belle, the musical, except for grabbing Macy's crutches right away so she had to hop part way off stage. But other than that, it went off without a hitch, I'd say! As I came back stage after finishing, everyone was greeted with the usual high-fives and "good jobs" from those back stage.

Then the hurry set in place, as Ana and I searched urgently for the microphones we were supposed to be using for our duet. We ended up switching twice until we got the right combination for our voices that wouldn't interfere with each other. As the play that was on stage finished up, I kept going over the words over and over again in my head. That's my biggest fear: getting up there and looking like a complete idiot because I can't remember the words. But as Ana and I got up there, it was kind of amazing to be honest. Blinding spotlight, the undivided attention, and intent listeners. Plus I knew everyone back stage was listening as well.

To be honest, I didn't even think when I was up there. The words came without me having to pull or tug at my memory. I sang from the heart. The lyrics fit with how I feel. "I Dreamed a Dream". 

 Look it up.

Read the words. 

Realize how much they mean. 

Realize that sometimes we waste our dreams. 

But sometimes we don't.

I felt trapped on stage. 

Trapped in a strange dream, but I liked it. 

I liked that you were listening to me. And I liked even more that you looked me in the eyes and truly said I did a great job. And most of all I like that you texted me after to say I sang beautifully and to stay wonderful. That's the dream I'll always be trapped in. And I don't mind.