I cannot help but see it all as a play
in which each of us has so carefully studied our parts,
but for some reason I have started to see through it all,
seeing the script instead of listening to the words -

I try to fit together everything around me,
but, knowing its outcome, I stumble
into the bright lights of the stage we're on,
and begin to realise that I've been playing the wrong character.  

There are times I forget that its pretend,
when I believe that I live on this set and wear these costumes,
but then I think about the reality of it all,
and I can't stop the tears falling down - unrehearsed.

For now, instead of watching them talk - I see them act,
instead of playing my part - I try to figure it out,
but fail each time and end up right where I started - 
Centre stage, Act 3, Line 21.