performance

Standing alone on a stage
At an empty amphitheatre
Feeling like never turning the page
To a new start in my future.

Not knowing what to expect
The silence is deafening and awkward
Wondering what to do next
Thinking I am absurd.

In this empty amphitheatre
I see the microphone
Sitting on a table so near
After so many years of being alone.

The silence is deafening
My mouth is dry
It is reaching evening
I can't even muster a sigh.

I need to speak out
Even if it's just a few words.
I don't have to shout
Just fly like a bird..

I turned on the mic
And stared around the dead, empty amphitheatre
What a scary sight
But I need to be strong to be here.

I started to sing
And my voice echoed through
I felt like forward is where I was going
The sound brought hope that rang true.

When I was done
I heard the sound of anticipation in this empty hall.
Then, in my imagination
I heard the sound of applause...