my whole life
is freaking theatrics
a never ending
performance
all i do is act
but to me its real
everyone is in
the audience
but i'm stuck
in the projector
unaware i'm being
projected at all
searching for who
"me" is
but that's really
all i am
a projection
i'd wish it'd stop
cut the tape
rewind
i'm sick of being
the character
when i was so
sure i was
the director
(i'm not in control)
not even that
i thought i was
in the audience
watching a non-
existent play
freaking theatrics
This is a poem I came across lately which I wrote as an angsty teen. It is kind of strange coming across paper written poems that your younger self wrote, something that you actually touched and altered rather than just typed and saved.
Anyways, I thought I would post it for funsies.
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About the Creator
Belle
I host unofficial challenges and enjoy writing microfiction and poetry.
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Comments (3)
Very powerful!
Whoaaa, you wrote this when you were a teenager? That's awesomeeee! Your poem was so deep and extremely relatable because I feel that way too!
The character instead of the director; a projection - very insightful for a teen. 😀 it was a well written poem then and now.