The Deadly Theatre

January 22, 2012
I hear the tick, tick, tock of the clock.
It's time for me to put on another show.
The spotline shines but it's never on me.
I'm hidden away, back within the shadows.
The light passes by,
just like the people in my life.
The only thing you can see,
is my costume;
my mask.
You don't pay any attention,
because with the mask I look fine,
but secretly under I'm dying inside.

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