Showtime

Once again it’s getting near,
Inside I feel the fear,
I thought it would be my time,
But things aren’t always as you find,

The lights are going on,
My entrance must be strong,
Though I’m playing to an almost empty crowd,
But that’s just how it has to be for now,

The ratings have been terrible,
Not terrific as I had hoped,
The reviews have been less than kind,
And I can’t deny it plays on my mind,

The applause is so faint,
Major success will still have to wait,

But as I hear the band play the song,
Whether or not it is right or wrong,
I know today just like any other,
Though my suffering has been long,
The show just must go on.

©Rob Spencer 2022