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To know that you have talent, But feel so useless. Wanting to soar through the world, But then they tell you that you'll abuse it. They'll tell you to always be yourself, Yet actors get paid alot.
To her people were art. Their body, their face Their mind, their thoughts Their secrets, their souls.
I wonder more and more how the world worksSome simple things like how those girls twirkAnd those big question of whyLike why did you never get to say bye?I wonder am i making you proud