Credits
Step out of the lense.
Life put me on the spot.
Disappearing smiles, i've been caught.
Put a new star on.
I want a change of scene.
Look into another life of a suburban teen.
I control it this time.
For, I am no longer the star.
Pause, play, rewind
I won't fast forward far.
Get a glimpse of a different perspective.
You think too hard about life.
Lay down , take a breather.
Feel the motions of the film-
It has sufficed.
This poem is about:
Me
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