stages lack insecurities
the rush of not feeling anything
our eyes black, faces flawed white
and sadness captured in the music
left in us

trample soft glow around stories
flaying hands, show me your emotion
i like the way you show me life
without words

it is comforting behind your violin music
that lulls my ear
soothing, i'll forget stage fright
to floor these dreams on the audience

and though today, i did no such tragic life
act today on the red carpet arena
but merely performed comedy in a bottle
my heart sings like the violin
and in my mind, i've played your part twice
already.


a/n- about the mime competition today at school. until now, i never realised how amazing and poetic miming really is.