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Cheerleading
March 30, 2015
It’s not the cute outfits,
or the makeup.
It’s not to get the boys,
or the popularity.
It’s the friends that have become my family,
the tears shed,
the injuries endured.
The days that I limped,
holding back tears,
and replacing them with a smile.
It’s the countless number of times
that I’ve been at school
before the sunrises,
and long after it sets,
practicing.
My heart beats faster
before I take the stage,
but it beats to the counts of the music.
© Mary Claire J., Wichita Falls, TX
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I have written this piece to try and shed a light on the not-so-glamorous life of a competetive cheerleader.