why do we care who follows us narcissistic popularity with faceless friends who we have no hope of ever catching up with they’re not coming round for tea and cake you’re not cooking dinner opening the wine laying the table just right none of them really give a **** because like you they want your likes like for like liking you living your best life in the two second spotlight of their stream these are new friends avatars on a screen edited to oblivion so you can barely see where the cracks begin we live in the moment and report every movement hoping someone will love us so we can lead them on
Goodbye forever, fleeting spotlight. I’ll remember you But the stage is no longer mine So long I feared the dark I was afraid to step out But the dark cannot be avoided Or mitigated Or even contained. It covers the ground you walk, Encasing the trees and their roots The flowers’ lack of colour The roadside curb and accompanying footpath. It’s everywhere.
To the shadow that pleaded me to stay, I’ve stopped listening to you You took my form and enclosed it in darkness You thrived in the spotlight But now you’re gone. All that’s left is me and the dark. The inevitable darkness
I'm walking through some grass now My hands reach out and feel A variety of stones and flowers and petals Of a sprawling summer field. With a cautious **** I opened one eye I squinted at the neon yellow But soon I saw a broad blue sky bolstered by a vibrant meadow
Though confused at first, I now realised That what lies in the dark isn’t so bad It’s a beginning as much as it is an end The birds sang freedom as they soared the skies. That wretched shadow Filled my head with lies.
Goodbye forever, fleeting spotlight My act of pretending is done Gone is the glare that distorted my vision Gone is the glare that you once shone.
As she steps forward to take the final bow and as she steps back into the dim amber glow of the fading spotlight that once shone so brightly she realises this is her last she looks out towards the applauding crowd their eyes twinkling like stars their claps roaring like thunder the velvet curtains close leaving her in darkness leaving her Alone.
If I'm the main character Then what are you? Some useless sidekick That will never get the praise they need? Why do you help others but never accept a "thank you"? You deserve more than this And I can't always be the one in the spotlight When you're in the audience, clapping Because no one will ever know who you really are But to me, you're always that number one
Some people are like this, including one of my greatest friends. I say, "Why can't you understand that I owe you?" He says back to me, "Why can't you understand that I never change?"
Step into the spotlight. You just might show us something that we like. You've got talents for days. It's not over, you're a supernova. Show us, teach us to not roll over. Inspire me. I could use some new motivation. Set fire to the sea. We call that innovation. I know I suffer from procrastination but step into the spotlight and you could be the next sensation.