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"Exit, Stage Left"

There’s nothing here,
Not that I haven’t seen before,
And there’s nothing here,
That I haven’t felt before,
It’s just all a show,
Rehearsal, rehearsal, rehearsal,
Time and again,
I’m practicing the big finish,
The Exit, Stage Left,
Got to the actual show one day,
Exited, Stage Left,
But the crowd called for an encore,
I gave in,
And Re-Entered, Stage Left,
Stage Left?
Stage Left you ask?
Well why not?
Shying away,
Out of the spotlight,
Out of the eyes,
Glaring and cynical,
All they want is to write a decent review,
Get a promotion,
Get a rise,
Pipe dreams,
That’s all they seek,
So I stand, Left Of Centre,
Stage Left,
Unimportant,
Insignificant,
A bolster,
Something to pad it out,
Maybe add a bit of humour,
Yes, all of those maybe,
But never to star,
Never to have that light shining in my eyes,
Never to have the knife of attention,
Twisting in my gut,
The fear of failure,
Gnawing away at the recesses behind my mind,
Yeah that’s my game plan,
Stay away from the centre of everything,
At least then when I stumble and fall,
Flat on my face,
At least then I can do it quietly,
Secretly,
Discreetly,
At least then I’ll only have to live with myself knowing,
That eases the pain,
That stops the twisting,
But it doesn’t stop the hurting,
Not completely,
But never mind,
It doesn’t matter,
Toss it aside,
And get on with it,
Head down,
Keep low,
Pent it up,
Try not to let it run wild,
But it’ll eat away at you,
Like it did at me,
It’ll consume you,
And it will break you,
You’ll lose what you had,
You’ll gain what you wished you’d never get,
How will you live with yourself then?
You’ll hate yourself,
And others will notice,
You’ll become what you feared the most,
The Star,
The Centre,
The Spotlight,
Nasty,
Very nasty,
Pent it up again,
Not the way,
Even worse,
More attention,
What are you doing?
Trust me,
When all else fails,
Negativity will NOT pull you through,
No one can teach you that though,
That has to be discovered,
Maybe you’ll find the cure,
Maybe you won’t,
And if you don’t?
What’ll become of you?
You’ll Exit,
Stage Centre.

Smexcellent.

Protoss wrote:
> I enjoyed that. Usually I can't really grasp your crazy poems but that
> was very relevant to me...not really sure why though.

:-)

I enjoyed that. Usually I can't really grasp your crazy poems but that was very relevant to me...not really sure why though.

There’s nothing here,
Not that I haven’t seen before,
And there’s nothing here,
That I haven’t felt before,
It’s just all a show,
Rehearsal, rehearsal, rehearsal,
Time and again,
I’m practicing the big finish,
The Exit, Stage Left,
Got to the actual show one day,
Exited, Stage Left,
But the crowd called for an encore,
I gave in,
And Re-Entered, Stage Left,
Stage Left?
Stage Left you ask?
Well why not?
Shying away,
Out of the spotlight,
Out of the eyes,
Glaring and cynical,
All they want is to write a decent review,
Get a promotion,
Get a rise,
Pipe dreams,
That’s all they seek,
So I stand, Left Of Centre,
Stage Left,
Unimportant,
Insignificant,
A bolster,
Something to pad it out,
Maybe add a bit of humour,
Yes, all of those maybe,
But never to star,
Never to have that light shining in my eyes,
Never to have the knife of attention,
Twisting in my gut,
The fear of failure,
Gnawing away at the recesses behind my mind,
Yeah that’s my game plan,
Stay away from the centre of everything,
At least then when I stumble and fall,
Flat on my face,
At least then I can do it quietly,
Secretly,
Discreetly,
At least then I’ll only have to live with myself knowing,
That eases the pain,
That stops the twisting,
But it doesn’t stop the hurting,
Not completely,
But never mind,
It doesn’t matter,
Toss it aside,
And get on with it,
Head down,
Keep low,
Pent it up,
Try not to let it run wild,
But it’ll eat away at you,
Like it did at me,
It’ll consume you,
And it will break you,
You’ll lose what you had,
You’ll gain what you wished you’d never get,
How will you live with yourself then?
You’ll hate yourself,
And others will notice,
You’ll become what you feared the most,
The Star,
The Centre,
The Spotlight,
Nasty,
Very nasty,
Pent it up again,
Not the way,
Even worse,
More attention,
What are you doing?
Trust me,
When all else fails,
Negativity will NOT pull you through,
No one can teach you that though,
That has to be discovered,
Maybe you’ll find the cure,
Maybe you won’t,
And if you don’t?
What’ll become of you?
You’ll Exit,
Stage Centre.