Rapidly headed in unknown directions,
no director,
just actors,
with good looks and bad intentions,

all hyped up,
everything lights up,
lights on mic’s on,
even the stagehand’s got a hype man so what’s up?

All the world’s a stage,
and that’s okay with me,
just make sure to adjust the lightening,
appropriately,

need some space to breathe,
need some space to see,
need some space to have the time I need,
to escape these stereotypes break out this cage and be free,

these preconceived notions from the public don’t make me,
and they only define me I am the negative of all they deny me,
in the public’s eye and that doesn’t really bother me,
I offer everything up for free except for apologies,

as we,
four wheel drive on this rough road,
a million directions to choose,
but only one place we can really go,

here we go,

rapidly headed in unknown directions,
no director,
just actors,
with good looks and bad intentions,

all hyped up,
everything’s lights up,
lights on mic’s on,
even the stagehand’s got a hype man so what’s up?

∆ Aaron La Lux ∆

City of Angels
The H Trilogy
Volume 1
7/7/16
∆

www.amazon.com/dp/B01I4621OE

with theatre I tried to become many different people.
the killer was just my rage and the orphan was my abandonment personified.
and time and time again I learned that, they too, were me.

Fancy suits and fancy cars
Rooms full of people, empty places
James Dean, Heath Ledger, Robin Williams
Real money, fake lives, empty faces

As role models or investments
All these people are looked upon
Coffee, drugs, take another shot
I know it hurts, the show must go on

Lights, camera, action
Acting on and off set
Caged birds , flying high
Their only pause was death