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this is for all the kids who glow in the dark. I'm the narrator and this is just the prologue.
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The Play
Watching the clock as the hours tick by.
Life like this hardly seems real.
Another life, another time.
If this is a test, I’m failing miserably.
So much of life is like a play.
The plot falls apart and the writer starts again.
We eagerly await our scene on the stage,
With lines we’ve rehearsed a thousand times…
…until we believe our very own lies.
For a play is mere distorted reality.
A script is for those who can’t dream up their own lives.
Obedience to a director is nothing short of slavery.
We will fall to our short memories.
What was it like before my life was written on a page?
Before my heart danced for kings and princes
Upon a humble stage?
My life is a story,
My life is a play.
I must fall into character, or destroy the storyline.
Blunder on stage.
The crowd is dying for a climax.
I, behind the curtain, fall out of context.
This isn’t how it’s supposed to go.
Another day slips by.
A new scene written upon the hour.
When will I be finished?
When the pen is taken from my hands.
The curtain falls.
This story ends.
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I was there.
one of the very best nights of my life.
it was the coolest feeling in the world.
you could literally FEEL this universal acceptance/love.
it was crazy.
he came on stage.
and sang/played/performed/danced/preached/talked/loved/laughed/screeched/peaced-out.
and it was freakin’ real.
all real.
Christofer Drew is real.
well of course! you might say.
but saying that & seeing that are 2 totally different things my friend.
being in the direct front of the stage while your idol is playing is a very awakening feeling.
indescribable.
real.
weird.