The Private PLay..
All hope ends,
The curtains fall.
There is nothing left to perform,
The villain smiles slowly.
Was it just a show ?
Or did hearts really break.
why are the seats empty?
Why is the villain still seated in the audience?
Wasn’t it supposed to be a private play?
Tears WASTE themselves on her cheeks.
Why is there laughter BEHIND the curtains?
As she got up from her seat ,
A roar of clapping rings in her ears.
OH! for the wish of being numb,
For she realises the curtains were called for HER.
ANDY
