'I write because I know how, it’s how I breath, it’s how I know. It’s my weapon of all weapons, drawing the silver linings to clouds, giving pictures a meaning and colors definition. I write because I think, I think too much and do too little. It is within my burning soul to write and somehow find answers in between those lines. To tell a story, maybe a survival story , maybe to record that I was here and I too somehow made up this universe during my time. Let me write… let me breath. ' Amanda
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Behind the scenes
I stand behind the curtain awaiting my turn to speak. I look right and I look left there's nobody there anymore it's just me. The whispers in the audience got my palm sweating and knees shaking and suddenly my throat becomes dry. The curtains open and the spotlight shine on me and everybody in the audience disappear. It really is just me here. I pace back and forth trying to figure out what I'm going to say. I open my mouth and the audience comes alive and the whispers stop. After all is done, they all stand and clap for they were waiting for me to speak. Behind the scenes all the emotion that I had put in my words disappear for I had to get to reality. Behind the scenes they saw me broke apart and put together again in a matter of seconds... thats how I had to it... behind the scenes. Men are Overrated but not all..
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