Oversensitive
Don’t tell me.
No, don’t tell me.
To face that multitude
And perform my best piece.
I know they’ll listen,
While I sing my heart out
Even from the backstage.
Or the corners of the podium
I know they’ll listen.
coz their interest is rhyme,
The metaphors and the story line
And what could be more important?
So don’t tell me…
Coz the attention is just too much.
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