To the Actor.

What makes you want to be another person?
Assume the precise loco motions?
Generate the sparks by selling the cells?
In the end not to have a life at all?
The actor thinks it's all a joke.
The laughters & tears can last in films.
But we are not the same,
I'm in a different place.
Maybe another time,
I will remember the name.
To act in order to be,
makes yourself nice & cheap.
All the puppets have strings,
one day they will end up a messy heap.
But what other ways to live?

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