I stood in the centre of the arena

The crowd screaming my name

Throwing roses at my success

I was bright, I was beautiful

I glowed like a thousand fireflies

And my demons fell at my feet

But after the show, when they all went home

The arena fell dark

I didn’t have the energy to fight

So the shapes in the shadows started to form

And alone in the darkness, I cried

Who has the energy for a constant battle?

People love a blooming flower

But who looks when it closes up?

Who sees its petals start to fall?

No one

It’s a crime to be ugly

Even for a minute

So you hide within yourself

The life of a gladiator is long and hard

Get your happiness where you can

Fame is a slippery slope

Keep fighting

And in due time

The crowds will cheer so hard

They’ll bring the roof down

And blame you for the dust on their clothes.

~ Bluebell Rizzi


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