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Drab Shades of Nonexistance
I hide..... From myself and away from others. I wear dark glasses and caps And paint my body in drab shades of nonexistence Then dance, alone in the darkness To music I have imagined. It's better this way. I don't have to misread faces Or think I am being judged (although, Perhaps being misjudged is a better term). I can float on clouds of thought, Pretending That all is fine, All is fine All is fine. I have my coffee, my cigarettes, my pills..... (Are you judging me now because I smoke?) This is an introduction, by the way, To my imaginary nightclub act Where I sing, tell a few stories, a few jokes, Smoke (They make concessions for me So that I may smoke inside because I am a headliner!) I think that the audience loves me. They laugh, cry when I sing, "Send In The Clowns" The applause is wonderful and Feels like rain falling from the sky To envelope me, soak me, cleanse me. And then, my set is over and there is No one in the room but me. Alone. Afraid. Scared. I hide, From myself and away from others.
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