text | the performer

life can wait as it begs for reassurance. i try not to think to hard, it always seems too hurt. holding back the curtains, she waltzes in does a little dance. smiles and winks, steals barrels of laughs. she muffles something over the loud speaker, everyone turns confused. she runs away with the silence, leaves her audience feeling bruised. left us feeling empty, half full and lonely. let it die down before me. another missed opportunity waiting for the recall. the performance queen has left the country, the stage crew is trying to disassemble the set. we all have a moments silence, lest we forget.