Character acting her way through life
Anyone who knew her would find out they didn’t really know her
She was that good at putting on a performance
The only thing that was real was her curtain call
Cast (an acrostic poem)
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Magnify (an acrostic conversation)
“More sun, more ants., more fire More sun, more ants, more fire!”
“And you say you don’t have anger issues?”
“Give me a break. At least I’m not trying to fry you.”
“Nope, just innocent creatures going on their merry way”
“If it makes you feel any better, these are the ones that ruined your picnic”
“For real? How do you know?”
‘You look up close. They’re still suffering from the epic heartburn”
Best (an acrostic poem)
Being top dog was what she had strived for all her life
Except now she wondered about what the pole position cost her
So she decided that being number one in society wasn’t that important
That being amazing at being herself was worth the real blue ribbon
Splash (an acrostic poem)
So you think you’re a real big deal?
Perhaps you’re right, but to me you are just meh
Love to hear that? Well get used to it
As you can’t seem to find the words to express yourself
So tell me princess, do you like feeling like you’re a fish out of water?
Here’s to trying to figure out how to stand on your own two feet
Trial (an acrostic poem)
Tribulations were the least of Lydia’s worries
Racing against the end of days was a real thing
If she was successful, everyone would survive
And if she failed, well, that really wasn’t an option
Lifting her eyes to seek whatever divine help she could she entered the fray
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Tread (an acrostic poem)
The sensation of someone’s foot stomping down on her was all too real
Reducing her to a bundle of pulsating overstimulated nerves
Even getting out of bed on those days was met with dread
And yet she kept working on surviving day after day
Damned if she wasn’t willing to bite back
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King Me (an acrostic poem)
Keeping on top was always Bob’s goal
It allowed him to jump over the obstacles in his way
Now the playing field was empty of most of the chafe
Giving Bob a clear idea of who is real competition was
Moving diagonally, he finally found his home
Enabling him to kick it to the next level
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Yawn (an acrostic poem)
You know you’re tired when…
All you can think about is closing your eyes, but you’re driving
Walking along the sidewalk and you wonder if sleepwalking is a real thing
Not being able to talk because your mouth is wide open as you…
Numbers (an acrostic poem)
No matter how you calculated it, Deidre was in trouble
Unless she could find another way to figure it out
Many digits danced and twirled in front of her
But none of them sat still long enough for her to make them real
Everything was just irrational to her at that moment
Really she just wanted to be done and have a piece of pie
So she left the equation to solve itself and had dessert
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