I’m Eight
and they’re all here with me.
VI of Wands Spell
Cameras are rolling,
but it's not weird—
I'm being seen,
but nobody's taking a peek.
Eyes are watching,
but it's not obscene—
I'm being heard,
and nobody's being mean.
People are still,
all hands are up for me—
I'm giving a speech,
and nobody wants to leave.
The spotlight's set,
and I'm not a wreck—
I'm Eight
and they're all here with me.