Quickly, Before We're Burned Up

Avatar Author: RockPaperScissors Always remember how lucky you are. Read Bio

I haven’t much time,

as I type type type
type cast myself into
every situation
as if this were a play
oh boy, I do like to play,
if all the world’s a stage why am I hiding behind every curtain,
cues missed,
background dropped.

It doesn’t matter who I am,
the only thing that matters is what I show.

My hair is growing longer
and that makes me want to cut it,but my hair,
like Samson is my strength.

I find strength in my femininity,
which is funny because most would say it is a weakness.

But I will bat my long lashes
to get what I want
if that is what it takes.

Put it in my mouth and I’ll spit it out.
Maybe I’ll find my fire soon,
to burn down this theater.

I am not an actress,
I am a human.
At least most of the time.

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