I am a Daughter who likes to act.
I wonder if people know my play.
I hear the feedback, both bad and good.
I see my costume every morning and day.
I want a day where I can just wear my hood.
I am a girl who plays an act.
I imagine when the act will end.
I feel tired from my recent plays.
I touch the mask, I don't want to pretend.
I worry for today.
I cry when I failed.
I am a person who played an act.
I understand that life isn't a play of pretend.
I say what comes to mind completely.
I dream of tomorrow and today.
I try life in my own way freely.
I hope I can help others break away.
I am a Son who used to act, every day.
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This was actually a class project, One I really liked so I thought I'd share.
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Short Stories
Short StoryA collection of Short stories I've written over time. The majority are Thriller stories, some are sad and a few others are vents, so enjoy the read!
