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The Many Faces

The melodramatic roles. A face always thrust into the spotlight. Your life centered around fictitious characters. Hours and hours of reading pointless lines that can drive you over the cliff of lucidity. Minutes of time wasted in order to entertain a captivated audience that glorifies you or despises you. It all depends on your Specific role. What about all of the actors that committed suicide? Depression, self-hatred. A million emotions swirling in a cloud. Who would want to tempt fate? Fame can ruin a beautiful profession. Not only fame but the many faces of actors. They are asked to transform themselves into an entirely new person. What do you want to be when you grow up? I’m sure you never answered “different people”. All the same person, me, but different expressions, attitudes…A whole diverse person. Whether Bad or good. I don’t know. But different.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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