From the time I was very young….
I had been trained
How to properly express
Happiness, sadness, joy & pain
Until it was ingrained
In my brain
Many people played directors
As they handed the roles I would play
Each motion, each act, each verse…was rehearsed
Day after day
Until I learned to conduct myself in the proper way
And knew all the right things to say
All I had to do was…
Follow the script
I had been equipped
With costumes, make up & props
They were going to make me a star
I was headed to the top
But unease set in the back of the mind
The story line
Was not of the kind
That I wished to play out
And no amount of comfort that they could give me
Could remove my doubts
And I refuse to play this character
With predetermined logic,
Allowing a piece of paper to govern
How I react to topics
Allowing you to choose the settings….
Locations,
Conditions,
Not to mention
You want me to transform
And perform
Within these limits
That you’ve determined as being the norm???
Kiss my ass!!!
If you expect me to be just apart of the supporting casts
Just so you can bring to pass
Your vision, your dream
And do according to your will
So that all of your desires get fulfilled
Yeh, you’d love for me to just play my part
Do you really call this art???
Why, because its your movie???
As long as I do as I’m told…
Then its all good
Sorry, but I just cant work like this...
I’m leaving Hollywood!!!