Another new poem
Acting
I walk through the days,
I stand on my stage
Smile painted on.
And I sing out the song.
The earth is my stage.
Each day’s another page
‘Life’ is the Act I face.
In this play, “The Human Race”
The play is a tragedy
The play is of love.
The play is a comedy
This play’s all the above.
So I’ve made a few mistakes
My stage-mask starts to crack and cake
Isn’t that what its all about?
My smile starts to pout.
“The show must go on” is heard from the wings
A song of despair I start to sing.
I wipe away tears to try and better see.
You said you’d never hold it against me.
The play is a tragedy
The play is of love.
The play is a comedy
This play’s all the above.
A page is turned and I fix the mask
I don’t want to explain, don’t want you to ask.
All my real thoughts and dreams I must hide
I just want everything real locked inside.
The curtains open to start a new day
I continue on with my play
I smile while holding tears back
Sometimes it’s so hard to act.
The play is a tragedy
The play is of love.
The play is a comedy
This play’s all the above.
How do you like it??