Confusion crossing faces
I continue to explain
Feeling silly, waste of time
No progress, just chuckles
Feeling discouraged as I walk away
Passion shifts to annoyance
As my skills are tested
My flute sings off-key
Voices putting up a fight
Asking, is this worth it?
Gripping the handles
I see it floating in a distance
A constant war with myself
Remembering the doubts and failures
I slightly stumble
Silver slipping between fingers
Glinting metal pulls me back
Risking my firm grip
Slowly letting go
Finally it's here to stay
Different from the rest
To me, it doesn't matter
For this is who I am
My Music
My Love
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