Reprise a role once forgotten.
How hard it is to remember lines.
Wiping the dust off and trying to
start acting again.
Don't force it.
They will spot a fake.
Become the character.
Remember the facade that you created.
How the others were so jealous as they looked
on as you waltzed through your performance
so effortlessly.
Those were the days.
Don't let them see you sweat.
Stop sweating.
It's the anxiety.
Shhhh...they might hear that heart of yours beating through your chest.
One more thing before you take the stage again.
Stop talking to yourself and live your life.
Mar 9, 2016
Mar 9, 2016 at 5:26 PM UTC
Reprise a role once forgotten.
How hard it is to remember lines.
Wiping the dust off and trying to
start acting again.
Don't force it.
They will spot a fake.
Become the character.
Remember the facade that you created.
How the others were so jealous as they looked
on as you waltzed through your performance
so effortlessly.
Those were the days.
Don't let them see you sweat.
Stop sweating.
It's the anxiety.
Shhhh...they might hear that heart of yours beating through your chest.
One more thing before you take the stage again.
Stop talking to yourself and live your life.
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