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Feb 2019
Actors, aren't we all?
With eyes open as cameras, we soon start playing a part.
Sharing on what we feel needed to be shared?

Truly, none really, really know the thought within us.
When sad many of put on that smiling face.
Afraid to expose what might be hurting us?

And when the cameras of acting not rolling.
We slide back into being secretive.
No longer the actor of pretense.

We say we know what one goes through when a child is lost.
Except, do we really?
It's a totally different feeling if you hadn't been in that hurt place.
Some of the actors work and live around us daily.

And in all positions in life.
Lawyers, doctors, teachers, and various people and administrators.

Some visit church constantly acting out what required?
Programmed better than the professional's actors.
Lights, action, cameras, and life brings out the actors within us.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
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