I stand behind a curtain blood red
I step from behind to reveal a version of myself
Everyday I perform for the audience I meet
I will not allow you to see the true me
This way is much easier, you see.
I smile and laugh, but this is not truth
I am an actor, can’t you tell?
No? That is because I excel at what I do
You see me, but do you really?
You see a perception of me from the outside
My smiling face, my twinkling eyes
But farther down, deep inside
That is not me
I cry and weep and keep my feelings shy
Can you not see?
The me you see is not really me.