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Confusda Feb 2015
I act
So I can release my pain
Without anyone knowing its mine
sc Feb 2015
i do not understand
why you only see your flaws
when you are so wonderful in my eyes
i watch you perform
i watch your eyes light up
and i see the smile on your face that is rare these days
you may think you aren't good enough
but if you could only see how wonderful you are
how you continue to inspire me and all of us
how much envy i hold when i see your talents
i wish i had your confidence
and the ability to do what you do
i hope one day you realize the wonderful things that you do
are not just for others
but for you
a poem for a friend
Dominique Torrez Jan 2015
" I love your positive outlook on life. It's like you're never
depressed. Or at least
I wouldn't think so,"  you tell me.
Maybe that's why DeCaprio never won his Oscar;
they're  savin' 'em all for me.
Amitav Radiance Jan 2015
On this stage
Now the spotlight shines
Eager audience
Waiting for you to deliver
Speak loud
To reach all ears in the hall
Voice maybe sore
This is your moment
The spotlight may dim anytime
And shift from you
Leaving you in the dark
Fewer audiences
With your feeble voice
Only left to mime
Or maybe a few soliloquy
Life takes a turn, suddenly
Blame it on the spotlight
And fickle minds
That’s how life’s drama is
Curtains down
When we least expect
Analise Quinn Jan 2015
I smile
    
         But I am     sad.
If you want to see the picture, it's over on my blog at AnaliseWrites.tumblr.com
Caitlin Dec 2014
I
Don't
Have
Any,

But I am a good actress.
Lilly Gibbons Dec 2014
Keep it close, do not disclose,
That thought you had, don't let it be told.
Spiralling downwards, gaining momentum,
Familiar now, fermenting the unscented.
Just one step towards the darkest past,
Listen to what you once were told,
"Take two steps forward, one step back".
Letting fears unwind, twisting the truth,
A blanket of confidence unveiled,
Now that your no longer you.
Sarah Michelle Nov 2014
A rule of acting:
"Real people lose."
They don't cross everything off the list.
Trophies, good days, and money
require a sacrifice of comfort
somehow already deceased.
It's a slow, steady process.
A long and sometimes plotless movie.
(By the way,
you know who will be talking to themselves
at the end.)
10-15 stream of consciousness poem
Old Soul Oct 2014
Perfect my makeup
Get all dressed up
Turn up the music
Shut the lights off

Scream the words to the song
Dance with the door
Make out with the wall
Get down to the floor

Jump on the bed
Pretend you're a flirt
Take a shot of some whiskey
Down a few more

Act out a scene
Pace around the room
Talk to your posters
The clock strikes two

Put on a good love song
Throw your clothes to the floor
Now it's past bedtime
Go to sleep wanting more

Get up and go to work
Have a thrilling day
When is it over
I just want to play

Drive home with a smile
The day's nearly done
Stop at the liquor store
It's time for some fun

Throw off your clothes
As you get through the door
Dance the night away again
Always wanting more
A quick poem about how I relax and unwind at the end of the day- through dancing and pretending that I'm somewhere I'm not. I only used to do this when I was stressed but now it's become a fun little habit and I like to think of it as good excercise so I don't have to go to the gym (lol!) Please tell me I'm not the only one who does this?! Okay maybe I am slightly crazy but I promise only in a good way!
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