Ladies, gentlemen, boys and girls, we are calling to the stage, this one time show for your amusement, my despair, my tears, my rage. Spotlights from the stands highlight every weakness, every flaw. You laugh, and cheer, and you applaud. I cry until my throat is raw. Everybody step right up and watch this death defying act how many times can this clown hurt before somebody will react. A face hidden behind the mask a thin facade for your own sakes. Would you still applaud this show if you could feel the pain it takes to destoy a persons life like this and drive them to the point that they search for this final curtain call. All i can do is stop and pray for the strength to put on one last show for your amusement just once more. Close the curtains, and dim the lights My final act. No hope. No encore.