Is there a moment

When a child gains awareness

Can you see it in their eyes

Or does it build up on the daily

The change is so slight you don't notice

Everyday a little less little kid

And a little more realization

Of who you are and what you did

Your past is in their blood

But does that weigh them down

Should you apologize for who you are

Or try to make up for it now

So you smile more, intentionally

You listen with loving interest

So youre giving the best of you

But are you doing it for the right reasons

Can a rotten apple grow a tree

Can you water a seed with acid

Can you take the best parts of me

See the worst and just move past it

What seperates acting good from being

Who is the grand decider

I've questioned myself so much

I've become a self denier

Is a villain any less real than a hero

Is the bad guy less tangible

If theres thorns covering the stem

Does it mean it doesnt want to be handled

Everyone has secrets

But what if mine is my core

None of this is natural

And i dont want to do it anymore

If im just an actor and this my role

I wish the director would yell cut

Clap the film slate and wipe it clean

I dont think ive ever been enough