Behind The Screen

She's now an actress

The rain comes down tonight,
But up behind the clouds,
You can see the lights,
They're still behind there,
Shining bright

The stars are still up there,
Same as Ms. Moonlight
As Mr. Shooting star passed by again
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And there she is,
A jolly person up the stage,
She's now a part of the play,
Seems like her problems are so far away

Remember her?
The girl from the audience
The girl who was real
The girl behind the screen

She's now a part of the show,
She never look up anymore,
Head's down,
As she put her make up on

She's now in a stage play,
Out there, she seems okay,
But behind those make up,
She's quite the opposite

What's inside her??
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Pain

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Confusion

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Illusion
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Hallucinations

She's now too weak
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Too tired
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Lost in a hole of nothingness

She's sick of everything,
Sick of thinking
Wishing she's a robot,
Emotionless.... Numb

She's sick of being noticed,
Being asked what's wrong
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So here she is
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At the stage
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In front of a camera
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Just like the others
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She's now looking down
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She now puts on make up
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She's now one of them
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She's now an actress

Lights. Camera. Action.