Backstage

The thing no one tells you is,
When you dream,
All you can see are the best parts,
The glamour, the happiness,
The front stage.
When you get so close
That you can actually touch it
If you reach out just a little
With your finger tips,
Then you see the microscopic fissures,
The mess that is the back stage.
And for some, this is where they get off.
The fear that is born in them
Is powerful enough to cripple.
You need to just remember
That good always comes with bad
And look for a way through.

-A

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2 comments

  1. assortmentbox · June 29, 2015

    Indeed:-)

    Liked by 1 person

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