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Will You Be My Critic?


There I was Here I am Now I’m there Now I’m gone How can I tell who I am? Each day a new me is born. So sorry, There is no answer to who I really am Just one to who I’m not See I’m not plastic, nor static I can’t be molded into one defined shape I can’t be filled with artificial flavors; I can’t be prettied up and readymade for consumers to buy. Nah, I’m forever changing. I’m not a finished product, I’m not a final copy, I’m not ready to be handed in. There’s no picture that can show you who I am. The closest you can get is going to see my movie, Seventeen years in the making and still going strong It’s directed by me Written by me Starring me It’s my masterpiece If you want to know who I am Then watch my film. But you would have to have some time on your hands Because there’s no commercials; No pressing pause No fast forwarding and DEFIANTLY no rewinding. Be ready to pay attention to every detail, Every look Every action Every word Every tear Every smile Every success And every failure Every good night And every sleepless one Every goal reached And every lost dream Be an interactive viewer, Get really into it. Turn into a critic, dissect my work of art. Cry when I am injured or hurt And clap when you see me winning When you see the young me scared, be scared with me When you see a sudden show of courage, Hope that I get rewarded for my actions the same I had hoped it. Laugh at the dumb mistakes of my past the same way I have to. Curse the writer’s name when he gets your hopes up Only to have them fall again, Sending your emotions on the best roller coaster ride of their life. Don’t worry, I already rode that I ride and can say You’ll live through it, just be patient. Can you learn what makes me happy? Can you learn what brings me to my knees? Can you learn what keeps me going in those hard times? Are you willing to learn every single last detail of my life? If you are I can guarantee this is one movie that will not disappoint. Then you can get the behind the scenes tour Get the sneak peek into the writer’s mind. That’s the only way you can have your answer. Then you won’t have to ask anymore, You would already know who I am.
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