Finally!
It was her turn.
She was a bundle of nerves,
but she walked out on stage,
head high,
shoulders back,
ready to do things her way.
She would not be like the rest.
It wasn’t in her blood to be swayed,
to be forced to be politically correct.
She would not be like the rest.
She was going to stay true to herself,
perform her own thing,
her own way.
And...
she did.
When she was done,
the crowd just sat there,
staring blankly.
No one clapped.
Hell...
no one even booed.
She was devastated.
She tried not to let it show,
she just bowed and smiled,
before exiting down the back stairs.
She started to cry,
then she stopped,
and thought...
Had she not been true to herself?
She had.
Did she do things her way?
She did.
She then started laughing hysterically,
to Hell with that crowd!
She was a winner in her mind.
She would not be like the rest.
Ever!
I like this, quite a bit actually. THe subject matter is simple, but deep enough to allow open interpretation.
However, just a bit of constructive criticism, I found that the piece might flow a little better if you toyed around with the lines a bit, and did some fine tuning with the structure. I can see several places where you could break this down into about five stanzas or so.
I like this, quite a bit actually. THe subject matter is simple, but deep enough to allow open interpretation.
However, just a bit of constructive criticism, I found that the piece might flow a little better if you toyed around with the lines a bit, and did some fine tuning with the structure. I can see several places where you could break this down into about five stanzas or so.
Thank goodness we have Francis Albert Sinatra, whom told us so defiantly and defiantly doing it your own way is the way it should be done. You can only ever be yourself in the end because everyone else is taken, and multiple TV screens all broadcasting the same thing seems like a waste of energy and resources to me.
Gives the world something to grow on when there is diversity, rather than go stagnant.
Nice write, I like free form, its always a little more honest than structure.
OMG Don this really shook me
I could have easily have written this
as a self portrait with the stage being
my life. This was so awesome. I have not
come to one of your writes that I dont
leave with out my heart being touched
deeply... Wonderfully done.
I thank you so much for share'n this
Hugs
Donna
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