Once again
I look with hope for the gray curtains to fall
And they do so
Draping my surroundings
Spiders leaving their trails behind them
For a little while
At least

But I still stand under the bright stage light
And my makeup is flaking
How long I can keep the smile
Is not clear to me at all

The part still must be played
And I have no understudy

I’d be happy to put my talents to work for you; let me know what all you need written, and we’ll talk!