The Stage
I come from the world,
of the misunderstood.
Where feelings and emotions,
Always have to be good.
I come from a place,
Filled with smiles and expression.
Not one lousy day…
Can cause any depression.
I come from the stage,
where you always raise the bar.
Just a great face and smile,
Will get you far.
A stage is isn’t just a place where people perform,
Because behind what you see…there is so much more.
Copyright © Jeanna Gnade | Year Posted 2010
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