Hate being a freshman

"Well guys, I think we need an assistant drum major*..."
Says Mr. King**
My eyes saw only white,
Head aching,
Body shaking,
Palms sweaty,
Heart beating... faster... faster...

This was my chance,
My dream could come true!
I want to be a drum major!
I wanted to lead the band,
Loud and proud!

"Well the candidates are Nathan, Brianna, and Joey"says King
What?! What?! Where's my name?
I couldn't hear it!
Were my ears getting deaf?
I asked why I couldn't try-out
I had experience, I can march!
"Sorry, the freshman's aren't used to it yet...."

FRESHMAN'S?
Was that discrimination?
Or just common sense?
I was devastated,
It just didn't make sense.
I wanted to be a assistant drum major,
And look up and learn,
Then the other candidates said to me,
"The time will come. Wait your turn."
All I could think in my head was I hate being a freshman

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*-drum major is a person who leads the marching in a band.

**- Mr. King is my band teacher.