This play in which I'm the star
is but absurd and bizarre
I recount my tales to ye
an empty audience of only me.
My experience is purely mental
what of those glorious deeds?
I've been trying to convince the audience
but its laughing back at me.
This character is aching
it knows its all a fallacy
but the mask has become the face
and I can't seem to stop pretending.
The audience just sits there
pop-corn and all
perhaps before the lights go off
there will be an unexpected finale.