My mind's a stage
My thoughts are the acts
My desires are the actors
My emotions are the directors
My dreams are the scripts
They constantly rehearse without end
Unless to rehearse a different script
Then it never ends
Arounf and around it goes
I'm in the audience watching
Waiting for the play to start
But all they do is rehearse
Sometimes rehearsing several plays at once
I scream
I yell
To end all the rehearsals
And start the plays
But they go rehearse forever
My mind's a stage with eternal rehersals
Waiting for the plays to commence.......
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