They say the sadness will go away
They say I’ll be happier
I’ll have more energy the way
I did when I was younger

But what it’s the sadness
That draws out these poems
That makes me a good actress?
What if it is from there that my writing and imagining stems?

What if it’s the sadness?
What if I’ll never write poems again?
What if I’ll never be able to imagine again?
What if I won’t be able to be an actress?
What if I can’t write?
What if I lose all my talents?

I don’t wanna lose
These great talents
But is it something I can choose?
Or do I just gotta live with their absence?

Will I just lose them
And not even realize it?
Maybe they’ll just condemn
Me to a miserable life where my passions I have unwillingly quite

What if it’s the sadness?
What if I’ll never write poems again?
What if I’ll never be able to imagine again?
What if I won’t be able to be an actress?
What if I can’t write?
What if I lose all my talents?

Please don’t take them away!
Please leave me my careers!
Please let them stay!
Please don’t make me sadder as it comes nearer!




I need them
So don’t take them away
Not any poem
Or my writing, imagining, or acting, not any day

What if it’s the sadness?
What if I’ll never write poems again?
What if I’ll never be able to imagine again?
What if I won’t be able to be an actress?
What if I can’t write?
What if I lose all my talents?

Please don’t take them
Because what if they
Are fueled by the sadness
What if it’s the sadness?