Standing there, the light burns your eyes blocking out the audience except for their blurred figures. You take a deep breath steadying your nerves knowing everyone is watching you, waiting for you to begin.
Music begins to play the screen at your feet counting off until you have to start. The words appear you open your mouth, and croak the first words out, your best friends stand in front of you cheering you on.
You pause, swallow, then take another deep breath, and begin again. Your voice like liquid sound, you serenade the crowed into a shushed lull.
The song ends.
You embrace the cheering as you step off the stage.
Smiling at your victory, you’ve finally completed something you’ve always thought you couldn’t do.
~3.4.12.10~
This K is for you only. I do not sing. Just wasn’t made for that. I can, however, play the shit out of an mp3 player…
I’ve never done karaoke don’t think I could either, though I agree to playing the shit out of an mp3 player.