Blue jeans and rosary plays as Kelly Heart walks out onto the stage with a microphone she has a smile on her face, she's wearing a pink tank top and blue jeans with rips in them and black boots she walks back and fourth on the stage looking out at the fan's she see some signs with her name on them and some saying she sucks before she beings to talk she smirks
-Kelly Heart-
So, I have a match with Angelina Love a dark match at that Angelina thinks she's still a beautiful person oh please you see how much damn make up that girl wears enough to past around to the whole women's locker room.
Kelly runs her fingers through her hair a few fans' chant her name saying "Kelly Kelly!! She smiles at them
-Kelly Heart-
Like I was saying this girl could supply make to the whole damn world if she wanted to I'm really surprised that they hired her she should of just went to the nearest bar or club and applied to be a dancer or something.
The fans' laugh "Kelly laughs along with them
-Kelly Heart-
Ok I'm going to read a poem that I didn't write and Ex boyfriend of mine emailed it to me but now I'm going to read it to you guys ok?
She reaches into her pocket and pulls out a piece of paper she opens it up and begins to read
-Kelly Heart-
Nothing more nothing less Just a pretty face drowned in a sea of the average mess. Look into the corner, dark as it maybe…there she sits starring at the world, through eyes that see all impurities. Dare not try to speak to her, for the emptiness might fill you to, from just one breath entering your ears, hollowness will capture you.
"She pauses for a moment moving her hair out of her face
-Kelly Heart-
She used to be so happy, what stole her heart away, shattered into a million pieces and turned her grey. Left her staring at the wall, with the truth and her alone, forever Never again will she recover, never again will she be fulfilled never again can this pain be healed.
"She take's a deep breath before finishing
-Kelly Heart-
Nothing left but emptiness, sorrow, and regret. Her expectations will never be met. From the outside looking in, she looks like she'll make it, don't follow a fool who can mistake it Dead inside doesn't try.
She walks over the other side of the stage some of the fan's are yelling "boring" but she just finishes reading
-Kelly Heart-
Feel pity on those who love her, or those who try to break the silence, and bring music to her ears. Soon the music fades not only for her, but they too see the grey and feel her pain. She's just a pretty face, not average but drowned in her own pity, believing all can be white no black insight. Never had she felt the black seem to be where she felt right. She only found grey. She'll always be this nothing more nothing less.
She drops the paper and walks back to the center of the stage fixing her hair and brushing the front of her shirt off
-Kelly Heart-
So Angelina Love remembers that ok when I'm kick your ass ok? Remember your nothing but a pretty face nothing more nothing less. Sooner or later you're going to old and ugly and not pretty any more.
She smirks and blows kisses to the fans' before walking to the back stage