Stage Fright.

Out she will walk.
Naked before the audience.
On this stage, her hopes, her dreams
are a blinding guidance.

Here she stands.
Naked in her own figure
Her body is a canvas
by her own hands.

Here she is,
Naked in the Crying Light.
Only one chance to show you,
she wont go down without a fight.

Here she goes.
Naked in the face of her demons.
Her lips are chapped and bleeding.
Her voice is raw when she speaks,
from the cigarettes and singing.

Here she will kneel.
Nakedness covered by her skin
Her fate sealed with this deal
Pale white with milky sin.

This is how I feel when I'm up there.