Well, I suppose I should be sleeping, but like before, I just can't shut down my mind. I can't stop the chorus of voices in my head, and I can't fight the words flowing down through my hands onto paper scratching out poems and lyrics the world will never know. So tonight I get to exist with my sadness in this tragedy we call life, where Shakespeare can't predict the ending of our final acts, and we get no sililoquy to say goodbye to the world. And while I sit here alone, I can relfect on the things that have made me who I am and realize that I was never meant to be. I can play the part of the broken hearted and lonely and despaired, and when the curtain falls, I can take off this mask and realize I was never acting to begin with.
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