They have had their
show but now it must
come to an end

The curtain is about to
close and they are rising
from their bow

There is no more applause,
no more cat calls and no
more wolf whistles

Opening night seems
like forever ago, the last
performance has been
perfected

We sit on the stage, I
can still hear the music,
even though it has long
since faded away

We're starting to forget our
lines and the props have
been put away

The flats have been
repainted, a new scene
begins

The script has been
rewritten, a new cast
auditions

The show is over, but
I'm still on stage...