Everbody's looking at me
In the center of the stage
But in my state what is best
The price am I willing to wage
People drop around me
No more I'm able to take
Somebody needs to help me
How long until I break
The people around me watching, waiting
Analyzing my every move
I feel their stares burning holes in me
What I need to see now is the proof
What happened to the joy on stage?
The comfort and the rush
But now everything is gone
And oh how my tears, they gush
So let this be my final day
And let the record show
A friend that disappears creates
Dance, a passion that is no more
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My Poetry
PoesíaAll my poetry I write, it's a start, so please comment, tell me how you like it and how I can do better!!
