poetry · Thoughts about life

The Play

What if I tell you I dont care

That all of this is a play

You and her and him

Are all actors playing along

In this play

That we call reality

Everyone is doing their best

To play their role at their finest ability

No one is snapping

No one is complaining

Just playing their role

But someone is not

In that corner we see someone called

Whoever you like

Who doesn’t play their role right

Who talks back

Who refuse to play along

Note: a conversation with a dear friend inspired those words.

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