Uncooperative actors

A little piece I wrote about the way it fills to deal with expectations you don't feel you fit and how it taints your interactions with people.

We wear these roles
                                 (cast on us by the audience)
like ill-fitting hand-me-down clothes

no style no flair
                        (we don't want to be here)
reciting unrehearsed lines at the top of our lungs

this fight takes us nowhere
      (the responses are censored)
parred down to a parody of itself

I want to rip off this cloak of obscurity
                      (reveal the truth you hide from me)
see your heart and soul in their true impurity

we still know the parts expected
               (No dress rehersals no script)
and we play them up to hide the reality

before our minds snap and lead to the relapse
                                    (I keep hoping this stage will collapse)
back to our true forms and the life we lead when the curtains close.

Author's Note

The parts in parenthesis are asides kinda equivalent to an aside stage whisper.

Reviews

[Emily]

This is very good. I'm glad to see you've continued with style the writings you've always done. I really like the word choice you've employed here. The little comparisons and the little images just force this piece to mean something to everyone. I completely relate to "reciting unrehearsed lines at the top of our lungs" I know exactly how that feels after so many rehearsals in college.

Nice work! I really can't wait to read some more!

[Daydreamer54]

This might be the waY i would feel about playing in an classsical play. like Shakesphere or something. I would be more happier with a play that's modern. I could really feel the actors bored and dreadful emotions.