Monday, April 16, 2012

It's a stage

I'm not what You think I am,
A swirling rainbow of love and life,
Looking into my eyes you can tell.
The tears slowly begin to well.
I dance around, appear so free.
But there are shackles you can't see.
I try my best,
just as hard as I can.
To act out the part,
The role you think i am.

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