It's rather romantic
To think that life is all one large performance
Always on stage
Waiting to be front and center
With that light shinning brightly on you
In your own world

Triuthfully it is
We have our own stage
In which we have our own personal obstacles
To get passed in order to reach the light

What happens if for awhile one looses inspiration
The light does not seem so enticing
And you dift silently to the back
Then my dear its time to step back
And ask yourself what truly matters

When your afraid to you lift your head high and face it
When you angry do you lift you head high and shout to the heavens
How do you express all of these raging emotion
That us as humans are so vulnerable to.

And needless to say the audiences watches with keen eyes.
Oh sure there your family and friends
But it still matters to you

It is romantis to think that our lives might just be simple plays
Perhaps amusing
But we all strive to reach our personal best
Regardless of where you are
When that moment comes
You'll be shinning like a star.

Reach for the stars and never be afraid to shine
And on the journey to the spotlight
Take everything in as you go.
Make the most of it.
Before the curtian closes and you are no more


I decided to write one last poem who knows when the next one will be. I hope you enjoyed it.

I leave behind a place
So magical and free
To be taken captive
By the iron grips of reality.