Eleventh grade was crucial for the evolution of the Teen Heroes. With out the talent show and my English class, Fantasyland wouldn't have been created; King Blandon wouldn't have been born.
Once the talent show ended, I new singing and performing live was something I had to do. I fantasized about being signed to a record label. I would record covers of songs, and upload them online in hopes of something happening. Nothing ever happened. The truth is, the original versions were better. I lacked skill. My singing voice at that time wasn't going to get me record deal. Today, it probably won't get me a record deal; not on it's own.
In school, there are many classes, and homework assignments that feel irrelevant. When Dr. Easley gave the class the task of creating a poetry magazine, I thought it was stupid, and a waste of my time. "I'm not a poet," and "I hate reading, I'm going to hate reading poems even more," were some of my nicer thoughts.
The class went on, and eventually it got to the point when I had to write my first poem. I thought about subjects, and decided that a romantic poem would be easy. It would be easy, because all I had to do was create a scenario and write it. My poem was going to be one big lie.
When I started writing the poem, I noticed how effortless it was, and I was writing about something that had no meaning, or relation to me. That's something most people would find impossible.
I titled the poem I wrote, "Beautiful." It was about a guy who liked a girl he considered beautiful, but was rejected because of his false image. Or about a guy who's believed to be a cheater, and claims that that’s not true. You could interpret the song many ways, because the song is misleading. I never determined what it was about. I wrote it in a way that, whoever was reading it could interpret the song based on his or her own personal experience, and relate.
I didn't think much about the poem, or others that I wrote for the magazine project. All I knew was that I secretly enjoyed writing them.
Two months after the project was due, Dr. Easley tells us she submitted our work to a publisher, and that 10 were picked for publication. My poem "Beautiful," was one of them. It was then that I realized I had a talent I didn't know about. I could write poems. I also knew that song lyrics were poems. I knew that if I, was ever going to make it as a singer, I would have to create original content, because no one was knocking on my door.