I admire the way they could tell
Stories with no spine
Just an endless void of art
How believable it sounds
Shaping nothing
Into something
Changing personas
Voice, Hair, Style
The one you see on screen
Isn't the one directing
I laugh & cry
Take a sharp breath in
Because of the goosebumps
Raising all over my skin
An inspiration I hold deep
I will strive
To be just as beautiful