There are 365 days in a year,
But people remember only two days
When you were at your worst.
They don’t know your condition
They don’t know your thoughts
They don’t know how you overthink.
All they know is,
That was your true nature
Rest of 363 days you were an actor
Then why
Didn’t I get selected for drama club last year?
You used to understand me so well
Maybe that will again happen in a parallel universe once again
Where I am a professional actor for years again and again.