You stand in front of the many creatures
And you spoke, and you dance,
But the lyrics didn't reach.
The script didn't arrive.
After the many stages and the many acts,
The theatre stand standing mocking you.
You don't know who the woe and the friend,
Because in all the magnificent dress of a thespian,
You are the used one.
What matters of the imbalance poking your brain alive?
You keep performing,
Because that's all you've been all your life,
A thespian, born to perform,
Born to soothe the troubled heart,
Born to solve the creature's mess,
Born to be controlled.
-a.
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