Dramatic I strike my deep bow
Stage lights warming the back of my neck

      Another show finished
              And time for the next

I change costumes and greet the regular cast
Shaking hands and reading scripts

      Finally… my cue, I exit stage left
              Passing the curtains, Sighing in relief

do my expectations not phase a single person?
extremely carefully
I pick the proper picture
edit it with some pixie dust
and it's off
it is now the portrayers duty
to determine their thoughts upon my looks
heaven nows what they think
not a like in the first 5
yet the agony of knowing someones online
1 notification
let's see who it may be
just my uncle
have he no shame?
waiting impatiently
I've went to my witts
created a whole nother account
just to like the masterpiece
call me crazy
that would be an accurate depiction
but I'm sure you'd agree
being loved
is better than anything
so..
if you don't mind me asking..
would you like my profile picture?