Roles
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Up
on stage
all lights and eyes
on me and me alone
Bare myself, my soul
Choose me
my quiet heart voice whispers
Thank you, next
Callbacks
Pitter-patter, hope
List is up
I look you in the eyes and I dont feel a thing anymore
Love changed and it just doesn't feel the same anymore
It’s to the point where I stopped trying to force what’s not there anymore
You ask why, but I cant give the real answer
The story cant be heard
No its not correct to say the things that happened
Get personal,
NEVER! Its inappropriate..
But what if my story defines me
