• Wait for it, the walls will close in
    So why am I even here?
    Sitting patiently for the show to begin
    I can’t be sure, but I think I felt fear

    I look at you with wide eyes
    For I know what will happen next
    The show begins, I can’t help but cry
    Will I ever be spared from this hex?

    You take my hands gently
    You say that you’re sorry
    You claim that I knew this would happen
    I sob, I turn cold and the show marches on
    Yes, I knew it had hardly begun

    Dry my eyes, shakily stand
    Looking up I catch his eyes
    Take a breath, calmly leave
    The best actor is no other than I.