Guitar
to all the people who
have ever said they
wanted to learn guitar
and never did:
what were you thinking?
anyone who picks up
a simple six string
at guitar center
can play a G, D and an E, don’t
feel special if you can play all
this and an A.
to all the people who lied that
they played guitar:
i see right through.
you think almost seven years of
guitar would pay off somehow
pinkie finger goes here,
you messed up the G and B string.
to all the people aspiring
to learn guitar:
i applaud you.
don’t give up and
try your hardest
but don’t buy an
expensive guitar to start
because that’s bad luck.
to all the people who
know four chords on the
guitar and boast that
they know everything;
get a life or be humble.
we’re sitting here watching you
play taylor swift and country roads,
nobody is really paying attention.
to all the people who can’t play
guitar somehow:
always be connected with
music. wether mental or
physical.
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