Standing behind the curtain,

So knowledgeable, yet so shy.

Afraid to be in front of the blazing lights,

But rather perform magic, in the darkness.

What is beyond the curtain?

Attention, progress, being noticed.

I am the forgotten one.

The thought makes me want to stay here even more.

I want to PERFORM.

I want to show off my act.

Will anyone like it?

Will they approve of me?

JUDGE ME?

All it takes is a simple stroke of the hand,

Pulling back the velvety, red fabric.

All it takes is a split second,

To have all eyes on you.

What if I fail?

But, what if I succeed?

…we will never know.

For I am simply just a part of,

The Backstage Crew.