I’m on this stage.
Some may call it a cage.
Twirling and bounding.
Crowds ooh and aah, astounding.
Easily tricked, easily fooled.
They say they do but they don't really care.
As long as I entertain, it doesn’t matter if its fair.
Sing and act.
Be what others want you to be.
Internal struggles, cover them up.
Keep the words of poison in your mouth shut.
Scars on my body resemble scars on my heart.
Open wounds you can see resembles open wounds you can’t touch.
The show must go on.
Your act must not defile.
Never take off your elegiac smile.
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