May 20, 2010 14:44
Spotlights, check. Sound system and amplifliers, check. Massive amount of fedora and glitter encrusted with cubic zirconia on every space available on the costumes, check. The show begins with a bang. The crowd screams at the top of their lungs, screeching as loud as they can to attract the attention of the individuals on the stage. The heart of my suddenly fills itself with a weird feeling, gushing out into my stomach; drowning the butterflies which were flying in my innards.
is he looking at me??? she whispered.
maybe, most probable
who else would he look at??? the other spoke in a single breath
he is so close
can i touch him?
im going to touch him, she squeals
but he flinches back instead
and a layer of his well made up personality cracks
he looks sad but just for a moment
when the spotlight and the camera zoom up to him
he is his normal self again
whatever normal may seem
they shine with the glitters
"singing something about stars and about trudging forward"
"forever"
"smiling for others even when you don't want to"
"you are going to fly again"
positive messages with a hint of bitterness swim across the concert halls
and we cry
we cry for the pain we have gone through
sobbing softly for what they have been through
DREAMS
tears are overflowing
choking them up
but they will still get up and walk the path they chose
many years ago
when they were young and without a care about the world
no matter how hard it is
eventhough how ordinary one may seem
and we shall follow them...
waratte
have a nice day..
waratte