Step into my office! Welcome to the show! Watch me demonstrate in startling detail all of these things I don’t care enough about to be good at!

Look at me! Watch as I accurately portray whatever it is you think I should be.

All of this while you OOH and AAH!

I can bend over backwards and say pretty words! I can dance and sing and throw glitter in your eyes blocking you from all of my well timed lies.

I mean JOKES! It’s funny. I can be that too!

Please sir! Please!? Ignore the person behind the curtain and this face behind its paint.

No! DO NOT touch the art… it’s already falling apart.

EXCUSE ME backstage is off limits! You need a ticket to enter long term memory.

No, that’s it this is over now.

You need to leave! You need to go! GO! GET AWAY! Quick before anyone else can see the layers, plaster, duct tape, and glued lies I show to all of you.

See what you’ve done? You’ve taken away all of the fun.

There’s not much here past the sparkles and eyes. There not much here past all of the lies.

Not much.

That’s all that there is.

A flawed, chipped, and imperfect being.

There’s nothing more here to see!

Just another human. Just another bag of organs and emotions made of matter I don’t understand.

You know this. You all do. So why? Why do you expect to see a show encompassing much much more than just me?

Simplicity my friends. Simplicity is key.

©C. O’Connor, 2018