Turn Up The Music Poem by Marcquiese Burrell

it's Friday night
I'm heading out the door on my way to the club
Called a few of the friends
just to hang tonight
I was looking forward to having a little fun
before the night is done
it'll be cool, yeah
Checking for an outfit to coordinate
Because I want the image to circulate
giving them something they can appreciate

The emcee gets me started
I came to have a party
get tipsy off the drinks and dance real naughty
my hands up in the air
when the music plays
Rocking out on the floor at my favorite place

the music takes control over me
it gives me this escape
I just can't deny it
I don't want to fight it
the bass knocks,808 pops
DJ put some volume on it
please, turn up the music

On the floor all night until it close
and that's usually how the night goes
put on a little show for the party people
where they give me an x-amount of love