Everybody tells me that I can sing and dance
But when I tell them that I love to act
They look at me like I'm crazy
And say that my personality is too powerful
To be anything other than my own
But little did you know
That all I'm doing is acting
When every time you ask me "How's life?"
And I just smile
And say "fine."
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The Scrambled Philosophies That I Call Thoughts
PoetryThe scattered musings about love and life by a(n) (a)musing girl who knows little of either.
