It is opening night
And the curtains are pulling back
I stand on the stage smiling
A deer caught in the headlights
Waiting for an opportunity to flee.
I missed every rehearsal
Always believing there would be more time
Another chance
And now I realize
The curtains are opening on me.
There will be an audience waiting
Expecting more
Than my stuttering
They will become restless
Shuffle in their chairs.
And I am powerless to stop this
The unveiling
Of my stupidity
I don't want them to see
That I am only halfway there.
The lines muddle in my head
Am I meant to laugh or cry?
I took my time for granted
And now I don't know why.
The curtains are open,
The lights blind me
I stare, empty,
Into the abyss.
I hear the jeers,
The laughter
They are all waiting for me
To do something, anything,
How did it come to this?
