If real life is just an act,
Then each day’s script is tightly packed.
When you live, it’s like you play a role,
Hiding the cracks that reveal your soul.
When you live, it’s like the world’s a stage,
And you perform with a scripted page.
When you live, you follow the cues,
Wearing a mask to hide the blues.
And so if real life is merely a show,
Is it so wrong,
To wish
for the curtain to close?
Written: 2024
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