My Life–Act II, Scene I

My life proceeds like something like a play
I guess I wrote it, but I act as well
I think I wrote the lines I need to say
I also wrote an act where I’m in hell
I guess I wrote the devil’s lines and scenes
I can’t believe I wrote him in at all
And no one understands just what it means
When from an angel’s arms I slip and fall
I want to shine in heaven, like a star
I want my leading lady at my side
But heaven is a distant hope, too far
To marry her, and hear, “now kiss the bride”
It’s like a play, and yet, my life is real
I write, I act, but most of all, I feel.