Sinking Comparison

Sunk its ugly teeth into me
I am sinking under the weight
I can’t seem to escape it this time

She is the Bella Soprano
The delight of all who hear her
I am but the one who cleans the stage
However I thought I might try to hum a tune

I skipped into my adventure
Wanting to listen to songs she’s sung
But now that I’ve heard her up close
I might just keep quiet

I’m sinking
Sinking into my own self-doubt
I’m thinking about exiting
A quick stage left and gone

Alas, the stage needs another clean

13 thoughts on “Sinking Comparison

  1. Eh, bella soprano, schmella gitano. ;)) The singing of the stagehand is pure like le moineau; si pur, si intΓ©ressant, si beau. πŸ˜šπŸ’• I also feel this way though. May we clean stages, and sing from them, all together, here; flocking together, like birds and butterflies of a feather. πŸ¦‹ πŸ™πŸŒ€πŸ¦

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