Stage Fright
Lights! Camra! Action!
seize,
glare at the crowd
heart begins to pound
breath
one breath but no air
no lines or director
just you there
and your ears grow deaf
and only the silence is left
but broken by the sound of the crowed
upset, bored, and loud!
you find your ears
rushing into the birrage of booo's
the curtins shut.
you versus the stage, you loose
but this isnt the end and the show must go on!
break through the curtains
and let out a wonderful sound
and then the beat drops and the music plays
the lines come to your head
hypnotizing the crowd, leaveing them shocked and dazed
boom!Pow! Hit!
Click!Click! Click!
and your feet carry you to the noise
your possessed and poised
a flip, a bow, then the crowd makes some noise.
flowers fall with the sound of "encores"
stage fright is a shadow
but reality only hits the floor.
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