Life is a stage,
But I have no talent to perform.
My life is a cage,
Sheltering me from the norm.
It's hard to find a talent,
when your talent isn't there,
and it's hard to be gallant,
in a world that is so bare.
Looking for my talent is the hardest thing I've done,
Especially since that talent is for competing with everyone.
I search for my talent every single day,
in spite of my ability to finally find my way.
Even though I search,
my talent still evades,
I hope I can find where it lurks,
so I can join the masquerade.

Some people find their talent,
quickly in a cinch.
While my talent stays absent,
lost within my clinch.
Within my reach it sits there,
waiting to found.
creeping in my absent glare,
closely to the ground.
when I finally find my talent I will amaze all that will see,
shocking every person with my superb abilities.
competing will be easy and it will be almost impossible to lose,
the only things that will matter are the people I enthuse.
but before I find my talent,
there's one thing left to decree,
I have to keep with this challenge,
and never change from me!