As the sun comes up at the dawn of day
I can't help but wonder how I will stay
Motivated to continue life,
Through all the stress and tears and strife.
But then I remember that there is more
Than misery and pain, something to live for.
The thing that moves me out of bed
Is that bit of knowlege in my head
That the theater is out there, waiting for me
And soon enough I will get to see
Everything I worked on come together,
Despite the hot and humid weather.
The lights hang down and hit the cast,
And our small, simple set turns into the vast
Countryside where the play takes place.
I can't wait to see the look on the face
Of the audience when they see my design
While on my Easy Mac I shall dine.
The theater truly is my escape,
The place I go and I can make
Beautiful artwork out of lights,
And plywood and paint and scripted fights.