Guess Who is Being Productive?

Guess what, readers???

I, Lena Jackson, the biggest procrastinator of her age, has gotten her lazy self to apply for three different jobs!

Since I can’t get paid for writing, I’ve selected a couple positions I heard about and sent in my applications. Now I just wait. It seems I’m always waiting.

Also, I have grouped together some of my many songs and picked out which ones I want to be on an album, for whenever I am able to get the equipment to record it (hopefully this job will help out a bit with that money situation preventing me from making them demo).

In other news, I’m almost completely sick-free. Just got a little bit of congestion left. How is everyone else today?

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My friend sent me this and said I could post it if I rewrote it

I saw you at a concert the other night for the first time

I was surprised by what I saw

I wasn’t sure what to expect,
Maybe a really excited you or a crazy you,
But in reality you weren’t either of those things.

At first, while we were waiting for the show to start, you looked so uncomfortable, so panicked.
all of those people were choking you, and you couldn’t breathe, and there was no music to distract you except for the instrumental the venue was playing
You had your eyes shut tight and you were struggling not to cry,
But then the lights dimmed and they walked out.
You opened your eyes,
And you laughed
A laugh of relief,
A laugh of love and happiness

You were looking at this band with such admiration,
That it was almost more enjoyable to watch you watching them than watch them myself.

You’d seen them before, I know
But you’d think this had been the first,
What with the way you would look so surprised every time they played a song

Towards the end, I got kind of worried

You started to cry at the second to last song
And I wanted to know what was wrong

But then I noticed
You still had that admiration in your eyes,
And every once in a while your smile would flicker back
I realised you were just remembering the times you had heard this song
And remembering how it had helped you,
Like you told me it did before

During the finale, your hand went in the air, reaching toward the band members
And you looked so heartbreakingly happy
And the lights from the stage reflected your tears
But you didn’t care for once that anyone could see them

At the end of the show, you screamed thank you over and over and held up a sign that said the words themselves on it
And I thanked them too
Because anyone who helps someone like they seemed to have helped you
Deserves to be thanked

Dear friend,

Dear friend
First off I’d just like to say
there hasn’t been a day
when I wished you would change
I’ve been having some struggles in my life
I’ve been trying trying to work out on my own
Well dear friend
I’m not always going to make sense but
I try my best for you
If there comes a day
when you need to walk away
I’ll understand
I’ll understand

Maybe I shouldn’t have talked
when you walked by
but now that it’s too late
I might as well give it a try
but things often go awry
so dear friend
in advance
and for all the things that’ve happened in the past
I’m sorry

There might be a day
when I cause you to lose your smile
I can say stupid things
I get it if you need to be alone for a while
and if we never speak again
I just want you to know
that at least for a while
you gave me hope

Maybe I shouldn’t have talked
when you walked by
but now that it’s too late
I might as well give it a try
but things often go awry
so dear friend
in advance
and for all the things that’ve happened in the past
I’m sorry