my feelings of performing in theatre
A bright light shines on my face as I look out upon a sea of smiles.
The cast members are in order as the lead's monologue goes for miles.
I gesture and prance wildly and comment when I need.
As the evil demon monster does his evil deed.
I finally step bravely forward and burst into my song.
I feel a light right inside of me even though my words aren't long.
I walk around the stage as I look into the crowd.
I don't want to strain their ears so, I speak a bit more loud.
Their laughter brings me joy, as it rings gaily in my ears.
A tiny bit of drama and all I see is tears.
Tissues dabbing eyes and sniffles ringing out.
The evil demon monster screams, in triumph as he shouts.
The brave debonair dashing hero swings me into his arms.
I giggle and blushed animatedly as I cannot resist his charms.
The punch is thrown in bravery and down he goes like that.
The audience cheers in joy and leave the chair in which they sat.
The curtain call is over and there is no more happy smiles.
No more tears of sadness and monologues that go for miles.
The tickets and programmes lay about a forgotten thing of past.
The show is finally over...I wish it hadn't gone so fast.
Cat!
