write a (sloppy, half-formed if need be) poem every day (or so) during June 2010 (read all 15 entries…)
I am a show,
Ever changing and improving show-
For you but not for me.
I dance, so you will like me,
I change, so you wont judge me,
because i am afraid,
when you don’t clap me.
My feet ache
but i still dance,
so you can enjoy me.
I will be here,
until i get off
from this cold lonely stage.
