Just going through the motions
Up here front and center
On a stage I never wanted to be on
The tepid dialogue is painful
To even hear but I continue
I won't wait for direction
Instead just stomping on the gas pedal
As I perform one of my patented
"Bull-in-a-china-shop" moments
There's an audience out there
Behind the ever increasingly bright lights
That I just can't, or won't see
I'll just plow forward and expect
At any moment one of those
Comically long shepherd's hooks
To yank me back to reality
And the role I should be playing
Which will never earn me
Awards or accolades from my peers
But that'll suit me just fine
I'm newly determined
The sadness will not last forever
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