Its a character in itself.
Consisting of many personalities.
Its happy one minute and sad the next.
Its dancing with joy until it cries out with sorrow.
It desperately wants to be heard as it whispers to the audience, a secret in our ears. Can you hear?
Its heart starts to race as the curtains pull back.
With a flash of the lights, its wide awake and ready to shine.
Its loud but soft spoken all in one.
Grabbing your attention and never letting go.
Its shy but outgoing. Loving but hating.
But all in all, its one and one thing only.
An act.
You'll never see its true identity for it has none.
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