《CHB's Festival of Music》Her Story

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3rd person pov

In the morning, everyone was woken up to a pillow in the face thanks to Thalia. So after the pillow fight, they all got dressed and Piper got dressed into the outfit for her song since Apollo said she was going next. (Pic bellow)

After everyone was done getting dressed, they all headed to get breakfast. After that, everyone got their chairs and blankets back out and got settled down. After a few minutes Apollo showed up again.

~~~w i t h t h e g o d s~~~

"I can't believe our children think this little of us." said Aphrodite. "Have we really been that bad of parents?" chimed in Hermes. "Define parents. We can't even be called that." said Poseidon. Apollo entered and said that it is starting again and the gods and goddesses got up and followed. Aphrodite squealed, her daughter is going. "I wonder what she will be singing about. She looks good too." said Aphrodite.

My friends always tell me I get carried away

Sometimes I spit when I talk cause I have so much to say

They don't seem to hear me but I guess that's ok

Its not their fault my mind's working overtime with no pay

They always say the same things and its starting to get old

That my head can't get sick

It can catch a cold

I scratch and I pick

My insecurities poke

My fears, my anxiety, a voice that provokes

Take a walk, clear your head, breath in count to ten

Cause the first page of life written in red

You'll never make it here if you don't know who to bend

Don't speak unless you're spoken to, little girl

Someday you will find your place in the world

Bit ladies don't get dirty

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Someday you will learn to fill the empty space

With empty faith

Everyday feels like a battle and I always get hurt

I was frequently told violence was never the answer

But life doesn't abide by the ruled of a child

I don't know how to fight only taught how to surrender

There's a certain type of darkness that does a reaping

It usually takes you right before you are sleeping

Is it the crack in the door hat it finds a way to creep in

Or the crack in your brain that wants you to drop dead

I dont remember what it's like to see with clear vision

I awake every morning like the dead has arisen

I don't have to think this body of mine is a prison

You don't control me I just gotta find the light switch

But the more that I look the farther I get

You're the only thing about me that needs to be fixed

Cause then first page of life written in fine print

Stop looking for light, live it instead

Dont speak unless you're spoken to, little girl

Someday you will find yourself in the world

But ladies don't get dirty

Someday you'll learn to fill the empty space

With empty faith

My mind is a mess but I love it nonethe less

They tell me to hush but my words are all that I have left

So on the last page of life written in gold

Don't waste it always doing what you're told

Everyone cheered and clapped. Piper wiped a tear from her face and hugged Jason and her friends. Apollo showed up again and said that Hazel is going next.

Aphrodite pov

I can't believe what I just heard. Is that really what her childhood was? My poor little girl.

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Song:Little Girl

Artist:Faith Marie

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