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Fränz Müller

Life, at times, is like a play

in which we sing and dance;

but far beneath we squirm and scream

awake, yet in a trance.

The crowd before us snickers, sneers

their faces in a scowl;

though all we want is kind applause

they simply stare and howl.

And so we smile, and so we cry

at their unkind attack;

but what if we just flip the script

and simply turn our back?

The audience, it matters not;

their curses?  In the past;

we’ll mark that day we turn away

and be ourselves, at last!

 

 

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  • sorenbarrett

    A great thought and message where we can not let others govern our life and make what they think important. Well said

  • Kora

    I love this message.
    I think being who you are unapologetically is one of the highest forms of freedom.
    Beautiful again 💕

  • Tristan Robert Lange

    Fränz, hell yes...there comes a point when living for approval costs more than rejection ever could. This felt freeing from beginning to end. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦‍⬛



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