Beyond the Curtain Call

The applause has faded into silence, and me with questions yet to ask.

Who am I beyond the curtain call?

I’m not sure how to act.

Who am I now that the audience is gone?

Who am I when all the producers just up and leave?

Away from the expected bullshit images, that were born from other people’s needs.

Am I only a projection of what others needed me to be?

And what happened to the phony people who only loved the image of themselves loving me?

So many voids and questions.

So many things to seek.

Do I really even exist beyond the curtain and who might I really be?

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