I only wish that my existence had a soundtrack
Something to separate the many masked faces/ with the inept ability to create a flash back/ just so you/ the audience could laugh..
My character would be able to brace the world on her shoulders/to provide filtered water from her breast/she would/just/be…
Every sound, every smile, every thought that thought provoked…would be Her
If only the world were on my cue/I could direct his pain away and split myself in two/My sacrifices would become lessons /and my 20 fingers would create a peace basket/
Weaving in and out around his tears/My breath relieving his learned fears/
My theme song would be simple/one small catchy tune
….After these brief messages…Your show shall resume.