As rain falls unto the canvas

The emotion put off by the actors on screen....
when will it be MY turn
my turn to show those around me my true self
rather than be the actor i've become

where have my dreams gone to?
the hope of one day being along side Tony's best
to be on the stage, compelling the audience through voice
that hope and determination is gone

i have become my biggest nightmare
the typical college student
practical
worrying about grades and my "future"

when did i lose that passion?
KNOWING that i would one day be the envy of those who once criticized
The phrase "i am going to be famous" has become so monotonous to me
as easy as a smile , never knowing the true purpose behind it

did judy garland die once again in my own imagination?
has the golden age faded away in my mind
has the notion of new york city being a jungle
and broadway a mere theme park all decide to seep in at once...breaking the denial

I want to have my heart back
thats all i ask for
give me back the chance to sing and be happy
give me my voice back...my wishes...my love