Spotlight
Phantom
Show
after show performing
Night
after night performance fright
Pressure
building because you’re feeling the people
See their
faces and always the eyes burning
Emotional
is tangible and it pushes
Into my
head and down into the picks
I must
resist so my mind becomes my hands
No
thoughts or thinking, only hearing sounds
Let it go
is the trust or confidence that I must
I know
each time it gets harder and nearer is the bust
So reach
for what I must in order to be
In the
lights they can’t see that I’ve taken one or three
My being
is racing while my focus is calm
I’m
playing without breaking in a world of charm
But I
know my sacrifice is nothing but vice
How long
until I have to choose death or life?
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