The Orchestra
I’m a shell of who I was
I'm just an actor in this performance
I dance to the music of my sweet sorrows
But the stage is still empty
I am the Director
I am the Actor
I am the Audience
And I am the Stage
Clap for my performance
Ballet shoes stained red
This may be my final dance
Let's make it a masterpiece
I am the Orchestra
The stage is burning black
I will play till the end
For I will go down with the Show.
This poem is about:
Me