Tomorrow is another day

She's afraid she might say something she'll later regret so she keeps her mouth shut. 

Lips tight and she stays in her corner of the room and buries her head in her work. 

She listens, and watches and writes down her notes and distracts herself with the amusing sights that she observes.
 
With her headset on she views the scene like it's a silent movie and it helps her forget the anger she holds. 

If she decides to step out from her hiding place then it will take all the strength she has to paint on a smile and greet the crowd. 

Tomorrow is another day.