I chose a life not many people thought I would
In search of something I knew was good
Many people doubted, few believed.
But I still knew the things I was to achieve.

Everyone asked, "Why? Why go bard?"
Saying the requirements will be too hard.
I showed them, I'm almost through
With what they thought would be too hard to do.

I used to think my best weapons were my arms
But I've found a new gift in playing my harms!
I stripped off my knuckles, and played a new chord
Because now you will fall to the swing of my sword.

I plan to get better, only time can tell
Hopefully my songs will burn out hell.
As for now, I'm still learning
But I need to go because my stomach is churning.

Penned by my hand on the 2nd of Miraman, in the year 379 AF.