The Song is my Superpower

I’ve Just Seen a Face my first selection I become more than I am for the contest I sing without the prompts and make the lyrics mine. I'm happy to have the day off. Neon lights shine in the window as other patrons watch and someone throwing darts pauses to take a look. Free deli sandwiches and chips on a table— a special night to partake. My second, Lady Madonna, a slice of life for some. I take a sip of my drink. A former manager watches, and I must admit I can never be truly myself at the store. The DJ says we all are winners although only two will move on. I receive a pat on the back after the audience lost themselves while watching me. I had sung two songs but someone sitting at the bar said my music called for another. A light in the parking lot shines a star.