You stumble and trip to be at center stage.
Legs shake, palms sweat and a dull pain hits you.
Staring out at a blank faced audience with upturned hands
Noise rips through your throat
It floats in the air and then sinks-
Falling upon deaf ears.
Once more.
You pound your fists and kick the microphone stand.
The people stay silent, unmoving.
Their empty heads saying more than anything ever could.
