Empty stages
Empty stages,
Audience no more—
What’s there left to act?
I can finally be myself now,
No spotlight to chase, no applause to crave.
Hindrance of being myself
Enjoyed by many people,
The curtain rises, but it’s never me;
The feeling of validation...
Audience no more—
What’s there left to act?
I can finally be myself now,
No spotlight to chase, no applause to crave.
Hindrance of being myself
Enjoyed by many people,
The curtain rises, but it’s never me;
The feeling of validation...