curtain call
its your que
the show never ends
the emptyness
behind the facade is killing
the ardent , turmulous response
from within.
its deeply shaking
breaking free.
but succumbed to the eye of the outside
it stays huddled with in
the time will come
when it doesn't give in.

curtain call
its your que
the show never ends
but do you really want
to have a role in it
the emptyness
behind the facade is reeling
the silence from the darkness,released
to the world
it has moved
but its lost
but conformed to the makings of others
it is speechless
the time will come
and it will end