Putting myself in the spotlight
I expect to be booed off stage
Maybe some applause now & again
Perhaps even the occasional
Rose or two thrown from an admirer
Perhaps I should have seen it coming
Maybe the stage lights obscured my vision
My mouth hurts from this fake smile
And all these false words that aren't mine
Just close the curtain
I'm sick of being on display
Please just end this act
I just need to cry