Sibert Theatre
My boyfriend is “that” guy on campus
Tall, Dark and Handsome,
A little too friendly, but popular to say the least
He shines brights like the lights in the theatre I work in
But instead of being center stage I stay in the booth and watch the show play on
And while he shines on I am the burnt out, yet to be changed bulb that no one notices, because the show can and will go on without me,
Whether I like it or not
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This poem is about:
Me
My community
