Suck-Ass Theatre

 

I’m in a three act drama,

I can see it clearly now,

I don’t feel any calmer,

with that knowledge though somehow.

 

The first act’s when you enter,

and the audience applauds,

you take the stage’s centre,

and they bathe you in awards.

 

They tell you how you’re special,

and how life is clean and fair,

they’ll give you a new satchel,

and a uniform to wear.

 

The second act is scary,

when the villains take the stage,

they make you sad and wary,

and they fill your heart with rage.

 

You meet your limitations,

when you try to fight them back,

your foolish imitations,

shine a light on what you lack.

 

The third act holds a mirror,

and it offers you a choice,

to live your life in terror,

or befriend your inner voice.

 

To dwell inside your damage,

till it’s all you really feel,

or ditch that toxic baggage,

and allow yourself to heal.

 

Well my play’s a disaster,

guess it should’ve been rehearsed,

these lines I cannot master,

and I think the theatre’s cursed.

 

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