An Uncategorized confession
I play my part on the stage of my life.
I smile when I should, laugh at appropriate times
Amuse and entertain my audience
With song, dance and clever, cute one liners.
I finish my act, they applaud then
Go on to their homes. They're satisfied.
They got what they wanted from me.
But I'm left alone. Drained.
I am so sick of acting.
I don't want to be empty anymore
Anonymous
Im sorry but that was quite an amusing comment. Excuse the insensitivity.
Anonymous
You are here merely for my entertainment.
Don't you forget it.
Now dance monkey boy! Dance!