Chapter I
He can't laugh. The lid is on too tight.
He attempted to cry but it took too much honesty.

Chapter II
He scavenges the floor, only finding memories and tears.

Chapter III
He holds his leash a little too close, afraid of what freedom would run towards.
He sneaks peeks through the curtain at what the others are doing; smiling, pining, loving, falling.
The pretty, silly creatures sway and mix on stage for all to see.
He just found the backstage exit.